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HAMILTON
Angelica.
Now, if that isn't just like John Church! Husbands are all alike.
Hamilton.
[Looking at Angelica, then turning to Betsy.] You've seen her husband, Betsy?
Betsy.
Yes, dear.
Hamilton.
Has she any right to make that statement?
Betsy.
No, dear.
Hamilton.
Am I like her husband?
Betsy.
No, dear!
[Assuming horror at the thought; Angelica rises.
Hamilton.
Then the court discharges her with a caution. We will proceed with the next case.
[Folds Betsy in his arms and kisses her.
Angelica.
For which, I presume, no witnesses will be called. Well, I'll go back to my father.
[Crossing and taking her shawl.
Betsy.
Oh, don't go, Angelica.
