Here, young man!" He caught the arm of the waiter who was going round with the champagne bottle.

"Fill up Mr.Lindau's glass, there.

I want to drink the health of those old times with him.

Here's to your empty sleeve, Mr.Lindau.God bless it! No offence to you, Colonel Woodburn," said Dryfoos, turning to him before he drank.
"Not at all, sir, not at all," said the colonel.

"I will drink with you, if you will permit me." "We'll all drink--standing!" cried Fulkerson.