It will brace your nerves.

And you, Davis, have another glass of something to drink," went on Lew Flapp, pouring out a glassful and handing it to the one addressed.
"Thank you, Flapp, but I don't want any more," answered Joe Davis.

He looked as ill at ease as did Harry Moss.
"Don't you want to be sociable ?" demanded the tall boy.
"It isn't that, Flapp.

I--I guess I've had enough already." "Oh, don't be a sissy, Davis.

Here, I'll drink with you, and then I'll smoke a cigar with Moss.