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30 Well, that's the only way I get a living, Mr. Giles—keeping my ears open.

Rh

Well, keep your mouth shut.

[Rising and coming to  slowly, laughing.] Pretty hard job to shake the people's faith in Alexander Hamilton, ain't it?

Mind your own damn business.

[Laughs and crosses to chair back of table ; puts his hat down on table.] You've tried to prove him incompetent; you've tried to prove him dishonest; but there's one thing you haven't tried, Mr. Giles.

Rh

[Turning away from him.] Go to the devil.

And it's strange you haven't thought of it. How about a woman?

You're a little gentleman, ain't yer, Reynolds?