Hamilton/ Peggy Shippen: The Price Paid
I have my duty.
I have to persevere in spite of this injustice.
I have to carry on
Though I feel it is wrong
In a way, I regret what is about to happen.
I regret what I have heard
Though he is guilty of nothing save service for his country, he will die.
It's the way things will be.
I heard the sentence.
Two days from now.
They will hang a duty-bound man:
They will hang John Andre.
'Arnold has betrayed us.'
The will say that
If they discover what was done.
If they find my part in this, they will not hesitate.
They might even condemn me, for playing a part in this as well.
Why should a good man die?
Why should a good man be sentenced for death?
Is it wrong that a man fulfill his mission for his country?
My God, I truly fear for him
For the pain he will soon endure.
I fear for him
For the vast unknown that will await him at Tappan Hill
My God, I truly fear for him.
But he will soon be gone.
He is a gentleman.
He is a loyal man
He is a handsome man
A man I respect.
A man whose life I would willingly, gladly trade for mine.
He is an honest man
He is a noble man
He is a man I have reason to trust willingly.
In a way, it could be said that I love him.
I adore him.
I feel for him
I know him
Major Andre.
Head of British Intelligence
Son.
Brother
Major
Friend
Lover.
He is so much more.
Though
They merely name him Spy.
For Major Andre will soon die
He will soon be gone.
My heart is shattered
How can I bear this?
How can I go on?