HAMILTON
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Betsy.
[Curtseying to Jay.] Good-morning, Your Honor. I must tell you that my husband has promised this day to me.
Hamilton.
Are you on business, Judge Jay?
Jay.
[Down r.] I think I shall not detain you long.
Hamilton.
Then, my dear [Coming to her by r. of table.]
Betsy.
[Smiling.] You said wild horses should not drag you from me.
Hamilton.
I think the Judge hardly comes under that class; you see he is controlled by the harness of the state.
Jay.
[Laughing and to c.] Which makes him a very tame horse indeed.
Betsy.
In ten minutes, then, I shall take the reins and drive you away.
[Exits l., brightly. He follows her to door.
Jay.
You must be proud of your daughters, General Schuyler.
