Hamilton (taking the warrant, and speaking to the Officer): Perhaps you could keep this till to-morrow afternoon?
The Officer: If Mr. Hamilton asks me to.
Hamilton: You may bring it to my house.
The Officer: Certainly, sir.
[He goes.]
Hamilton: Robert, you’re a fool.
Burns: I believe you, Mr. Hamilton.
Hamilton: But I’m not going to see you destroyed by men of that tonnage. We must consider.
Burns: I had a fancy, but there’s no time now.
Hamilton: What was it?