Bill. A speech, Toffy. A speech from our general.
All. Yes, a speech.
Sniggers. A speech.
The Toff. Well, get me some water. This whisky's too much for my head, and I must keep it clear till our friends are safe in the cellar.
Bill. Water? Yes, of course. Get him some water, Sniggers.
Sniggers. We don't use water here. Where shall I get it?
Bill. Outside in the garden. [Exit Sniggers.]
Albert. Here's to future!
Bill. Here's to Albert Thomas, Esquire.
Albert. And William Jones, Esquire. [Re-enter Sniggers, terrified.]