How about proud Andrew last night?
His fiery valor stirred you, no doubt, but his quick’d heart is not unfamiliar to me.
I recall our meeting in Congress.
It took but short colloquy to discover our constellation—that Mordecai Lincoln, my dear great uncle, was the very man to marry Andrew and his fine Eliza.
Andrew reports it best:
Is there any wonder this man is at my side?
Confer upon us a portion of your goods.
I beseech thee.