Why dawdle there, thinks Hamilton, when you are here?
Oh, but he can't say that. It is a pathetic and lovelorn thing to say, as much as it might be true, at least, that Burr's company has started to put him at ease.
"Perhaps it is as you say," he snaps, moving to his feet, "and I wouldn't father a bastard child. Or maybe I'm just busy. I have a gunnery command and I manage three men worth of correspondence for his Excellency, all while he sends me to the far reaches of the island to rally troops that refuse to be rallied. Or perhaps it's that I see my mother's face in each of theirs -- which is true. I see her all the time, though I can't remember her face. The only place I don't see her, now, is you."
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Oh, but he can't say that. It is a pathetic and lovelorn thing to say, as much as it might be true, at least, that Burr's company has started to put him at ease.
"Perhaps it is as you say," he snaps, moving to his feet, "and I wouldn't father a bastard child. Or maybe I'm just busy. I have a gunnery command and I manage three men worth of correspondence for his Excellency, all while he sends me to the far reaches of the island to rally troops that refuse to be rallied. Or perhaps it's that I see my mother's face in each of theirs -- which is true. I see her all the time, though I can't remember her face. The only place I don't see her, now, is you."