Laura Brayton — page 171: what you’re looking at

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162 LAURA BRAYTON. “Is the grave!” said the ruffian, ferociously. “But I’m wasting time. I saw that chap and thought best to let you know of it. Now I’ll know what to do when I see himagain. If his relations can afford it thev may as well order mourning.” And Joe smiled after his fashion. Butit wasa smile calculated to make one shudder, it was so cold, so heartless. ti Well, vo on, and remember all that can be done —must be done the day after to-morrow. For on that day begins a battle which ends either my fate or my mysterious troubles.” Joe nodded his head and left the room. “What more do you want of me?” asked Bartram. “Nothing until that girl is found; but if you know what is best for yourself you will keep sober and ready for any emergency.” “T suppose I shall have to. A chap with no money and no credit can’t get drunk very easy, even in Baltimore, without he can hire out in a distillerv. I’d try and get a job at tending bar, but it is getting to be arule to limit barkeepers, and when I drink I can’t stand limits. But if you’ve nothing on hand for me I’ll leave.” GCOomiIcbooks.co