John Laurens:
I may not live to see our glory...
Eliza Hamilton:
Alexander? There's a letter to you from South Carolina.
Alexander Hamilton:
It's from John Laurens. I'll read it later.
John Laurens:
But I will gladly join the fight...
Eliza Hamilton:
No. It's from his father.
Alexander Hamilton:
His father?
John Laurens:
And when our children tell our story...
Alexander Hamilton:
Will you read it?
John Laurens:
They'll tell the story of tonight...
Eliza Hamilton:
[reading]
"On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting three thousand men for the first all-black military regiment. His dream of freedom for these men die with him."
John Laurens:
Tomorrow there'll be more of us...
Eliza Hamilton:
Alexander, are you all right?
Alexander Hamilton:
I have so much work to do.
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