After that yarn of yours you must be dry.

What'll you take?
I haven't got any New England rum, but I can give you some ten-year-old aguardiente made on the place." As he spoke he lifted a decanter and glass from a small table which Manuel had placed in the veranda.
"I guess not," said Ezekiel dryly.

"It's now goin' on five years since I've been a consistent temperance man." "In everything but melons, and criticism of your neighbor, eh ?" said Demorest, pouring out a glass of the liquor.
"I hev my convictions," said Ezekiel with affected meekness.
"And I have mine," said Demorest, tossing off the fiery liquor at a draft, "and it's that this is devilish good stuff.

Sorry you can't take some.

I'm afraid I'll have to get you to excuse me for a while.