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HAMILTON
Mrs. Reynolds.
[Recovering; dazed.] I don't know what's come over me. I feel so hot and funny.
Hamilton.
Well [Looks for a place to seat her.] Sit here.
[Sits her on sofa.
Mrs. Reynolds.
[Looking up at him.] It must have been the wine.
[They laugh.
Hamilton.
[Having one knee on sofa, steps over sofa and comes behind her; arranges pillows at head of ditto.] Rest here a moment.
Mrs. Reynolds.
[Reclining and feeling her face.] Feel my face how it's burning.
[Takes his left hand and puts it on her left cheek, using her right hand to do so.
Hamilton.
I'll get you some water.
[As he goes, she watches him and takes cloak from her shoulders with a quick movement, which shows the audience she is acting. He goes to l. u. end of table left and fills a glass of water from a decanter and brings it over to her. She looks up at him very appealingly and then slowly takes the glass in her right hand and sips.
