He goes.
Lincoln (after a pause): "There is a tide in the affairs of men ..." Do you read Shakespeare, Seward?
Seward: Shakespeare? No.
Lincoln: Ah!
SALMON P. CHASE, Secretary of the Treasury, and MONTGOMERY BLAIR, Postmaster-General, come in.
Good-morning, Mr. Chase, Mr. Blair.
Seward: Good-morning, gentlemen.
Blair: Good-morning, Mr. President. How d'ye do, Mr. Seward.
Chase: Good-morning, Mr. President. Something urgent?
Lincoln: Let us be seated.