щасвирнус
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Ну и не историческая хроника, но да и фиг с ним. Ай си, вот ю'р дид хир, Видал.
“We must do something, Burr.” This was one of the few occasions that I ever knew Hamilton not to begin a conversation with a charming salutation.
“Yes.” I was agreeable. “We must find food for the men. It should not be hard ...”
“You don’t know these Pennsylvanians.” He shook his handsome head; a thin little fellow with patched breeches like the rest of us.
“By the Eternal, Colonel Burr, I am your admirer for life!” Andrew Jackson was a handsome, fiery-tempered young man who tended to incoherence when passionate, which was much of the time.
“This is very good of you, Burr.”
“Yes, I know it is.”
Hamilton gave me his beautiful boy’s smile. “We must not let others come between us.” He spoke with what was, for the moment at least, affection.
Despite Hamilton’s notorious arrogance and shortness with those whose minds worked less swiftly than his own, he had the gift of enchanting others when he chose. Suspecting that this might well be his last public appearance, he meant for all the world to remember him as he was that night, still handsome despite the fleshiness of too much good living, still able to delight with subtle flattery those older than himself, to dazzle with his brilliance those younger.
“We must do something, Burr.” This was one of the few occasions that I ever knew Hamilton not to begin a conversation with a charming salutation.
“Yes.” I was agreeable. “We must find food for the men. It should not be hard ...”
“You don’t know these Pennsylvanians.” He shook his handsome head; a thin little fellow with patched breeches like the rest of us.
“By the Eternal, Colonel Burr, I am your admirer for life!” Andrew Jackson was a handsome, fiery-tempered young man who tended to incoherence when passionate, which was much of the time.
“This is very good of you, Burr.”
“Yes, I know it is.”
Hamilton gave me his beautiful boy’s smile. “We must not let others come between us.” He spoke with what was, for the moment at least, affection.
Despite Hamilton’s notorious arrogance and shortness with those whose minds worked less swiftly than his own, he had the gift of enchanting others when he chose. Suspecting that this might well be his last public appearance, he meant for all the world to remember him as he was that night, still handsome despite the fleshiness of too much good living, still able to delight with subtle flattery those older than himself, to dazzle with his brilliance those younger.