Three Roman soldiers are in a drinking-place at eleven o’clock at night. There are barrels around the wall. Behind the wooden counter is a Hebrew wine-seller. The three Roman soldiers are a little cockeyed. *************** 1st Roman Soldier You tried the red? 2nd Soldier No, I ain’t tried it. 1st Soldier You better try it. 2nd Soldier All right, George, we’ll have a round of the red. Hebrew Wine-seller Here you are, gentlemen. You’ll like that. He sets down an earthenware pitcher that he has filled from one of the casks. That’s a nice little wine. 1st Soldier Have a drink of it yourself. He turns to the third Roman soldier who is leaning on a barrel. What’s the matter with you? 3rd Roman Soldier I got a gut-ache. 2nd Soldier You’ve been drinking water. 1st Soldier Try some of the red. 3rd Soldier I can’t drink the damn stuff. It makes my gut sour. 1st Soldier You been out here too long. 3rd Soldier Hell, don’t I know it? 1st Soldier Say, George, can’t you give this gent...