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360 Col. Ay, my lord; and pray, let him carry off the dead men, as we say in the army.

[Meaning the empty bottles.]

''Ld. Sparkish''. Mr. Neverout, pray, is not that bottle full?

Neverout. Yes, my lord; full of emptiness.

''Ld. Smart''. And, d'ye hear, John, bring clean glasses.

Col. I'll keep mine; for I think, wine is the best liquor to wash glasses in.

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