Pluck up your courage, man, and forget for a bit that there is such a thing as drink." Monty frowned and looked stealthily across towards the bottle.
"That's all very well, my friend," he said, "but kindly remember that you are young, and well, and strong.

I am old, and an invalid.

I need support.

Don't be hard on me, Trent.

Say fifty again.
"No, nor fifty hundred," Trent answered shortly.