In the musical, Hamilton is portrayed as being a firm abolitionist, someone who wanted to end slavery. I run through the house towards the front door, sidestepping and dodging several servants as I do.Hamilton wasn’t as anti-slavery as he first appears Angelica and I jump to our feet at the same time, and Angelica only has time to give me a worried look before I'm flying out of the room. I sit there a moment in stunned silence before quickly sweeping up my materials and standing up. My knitting materials fall from my hands and clatter loudly on the floor, my stomach dropping at her words. A second later, our mother struts inside as she announces, "Eliza, Hamilton is here. Suddenly, the door flies open, and I startle in surprise. I bite my lip as I look down at my lap at this, having realized the truth in her words. If you're set on being Hamilton's advocate and defender for the rest of your life, then you're going to have to develop a thicker skin than that." "Hey-" I start defensively because I don't like it when people badmouth my Hamilton.Īngelica raises her hands in surrender. He says his opinion passionately and that's that. "You can't help but admit Alexander has no filter. It seems almost half the population has some sort of grudge or dislike towards Hamilton because of his nature," Angelica interjects with clear exasperation. "Of course he would look at Alexander in some sort of rude way. Besides, if you had seen the look Burr gave Alexander when he arrived-" I begin. "And what has he done to you to earn this opinion?" Angelica demands disapprovingly. Instead, I shrug and reply nonchalantly, "I'm not much of a fan of Colonel Burr." I feel a small twinge of shame, but then I remember what Burr does to Hamilton in the future, and all traces of shame vanishes. "That wasn't very polite, Eliza!" she scolds. When the door clicks shut behind him, Angelica turns on me with a disapproving look on her face. He smiles politely- but it looks a bit forced to me- before he steps out of the room. I was in town at that time." He pauses before saying, "I'll leave and let you two have the room." He dips his head in goodbye.Īngelica starts to object, but I put a hand on her arm in warning as I interrupt her, "Why that would be very much appreciated. I must've been away when you arrived."Īngelica laughs amiably at this before she responds, "Yes, I arrived yesterday afternoon."īurr dips his head as he replies, "Ah, yes. He stops at the sight of us, though, his face a picture of surprise when he catches sight of Angelica sitting on the armchair across from me.Ī gracious smile slides onto his face as he greets, "Mrs. Suddenly, the door opens, and Aaron Burr comes striding into the room. It's been too long since I've last seen her. This isn't as long of a visit as I would've liked, but I nod anyways. My thoughts on my knitting plan are interrupted when Angelica answers, "I'm thinking about a week." I'm going to knit a cute little red hat and some soft socks for her baby. I have a whole plan on what I'm going to knit. "How long are you planning to stay?" I ask Angelica as we both sit in the living room, knitting. Shoutout to mckennarowell for being so nice and encouraging! You are the best!! (also don't read this chapter because I know you aren't caught up yet!)
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