A small price, Hosack thinks, for what is given. And Hamilton won't be satisfied, will he? With such a small part of Burr? He wants all of it. Those parts carved and pitted from years before.

And he's scared too. Must be, the same way Burr is of him. The words don't seem so much like haughtiness and pride. Perhaps they were desperate little offerings. Something someone nineteen with memories they didn't want could hardly understand.

"I'll go to him," Burr says suddenly. "If he'll see me. Though I can't promise it won't end in yelling. I--allow me to bathe and dress."