Angelica.
I think God put those words into her mouth for you to hear. [Enter Hamilton, l. He carries the Bill on which he has been working. After a moment's pause.] Alexander—Betsy [Hamilton puts his hand up and silences her, looking at Betsy as though to say "Let Betsy speak." Betsy avoids looking at him and goes off r., hurriedly, as though she feared she might break down. Going to him in tears.] Oh, Alexander, you've wronged her cruelly, but you stuck to the truth.
Hamilton.
[Taking her hands.] It's a great price to pay— but it was the only way the only way for me. But oh, Angelica . . . I've lost Betsy.
Schuyler.
[To r. c.] Alexander, you've got to see these people. There's a whole crowd waiting for you.
Hamilton.
The wolves are clamoring at the door, eh? Well, they'll die of overfeeding. Who are they?
Schuyler.
Jefferson, Monroe, Madison
Hamilton.
Ha! Ha! Of course.
Schuyler.
John Jay, Robert Morris, John Marshall, Robert Livingston, and others besides.
