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- Don't scold him. Poor dear, he'll be all right yet.
- [They move away.]
A LAD [coming with a whole crowd of others from the dancing-green].
- Peer, have some brandy?
PEER
- No.
THE LAD
- Only a drain?
PEER [looking darkly at him].
- Got any?
THE LAD
- Well, I won't say but I have.
- [Pulls out a pocket-flask and drinks.]
- Ah! How it stings your throat!-Well?
PEER [Drinks.]
- Let me try it.
ANOTHER LAD
- Now you must try mine as well, you know.
PEER
- No!
THE LAD
- Oh, nonsense; now don't be a fool.
- Take a pull, Peer!
