man who makes the fortune of a nation in order to get a living for his family. Au revoir.
Hamilton.
[Waving to him.] Au revoir. Bon voyage. [Comes into the room.] Bolt the door, Zekiel; we've had enough for to-night. [Zekiel bolts and chains street door, then enters room, closing room door. Hamilton walks to his table and picks up Bill.] Victory! Well, now, we'll go to bed, Uncle.
Zekiel.
[At room door.] Fo' de Lawd's sake, Marse Cunnel, ain' yo' goin' to eat no suppah?
Hamilton.
[Remembering. Shuts drawer and comes to behind table c.] Supper? Yes.
Zekiel.
[Coming down to r. corner of table c.] That's 'bout the fourth suppah I brought in this night, and yo' ain' goin' t' eat it.
Hamilton.
I'm going to eat all that supper, and I'm going to finish this bottle of wine.
Zekiel.
Don' yo' drink it on an empty stomach; it'll go
straight to yo' haid. An' dere's noder bottle ain' been touched, an' de corkscrew a-lyin' close 'longside.
