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HAMILTON
Hamilton.
Any pie!
Schuyler.
Eat, I say—eat! [Knock.] Now, there's somebody else. Hope that nigger has sense enough to say you're out.
Hamilton.
[Opening napkin.] Come on then, join me. I'm hungry as a hunter. [Passes milk.] There's your milk.
Schuyler.
Milk! Bah!
[Enter Zekiel.
Zekiel.
[At door r., closing it behind him. Woman seen in hall as he enters.] Here's a poor woman at the door with a baby in her arms. She wants to see you, sah. Is yo' in or is yo' out?
Schuyler.
Out!
Hamilton.
What does she want?
Zekiel.
She says as how she's de wife ob one ob de soldiers.
Hamilton.
[To Schuyler.] You see—she comes to me for money—money out of the Treasury! I'll see her, Uncle. [Schuyler objects, but Zekiel opens door.] Can't send her away, father.
[Drops napkin on tray and rises and goes up toward door r.
