Laura Brayton — page 174: what you’re looking at

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LAURA BRAYTON, 168 “Well, captain, I leave you to arrange the minor part; I will first show our young guest where she can retire; for this night she will share my cham- ber, so that she can rest and gain quiet and strength.” And the lady, rising, took Laura by the hand, and approached a mirror which seemed set in the wall on one side of the room. Pressing one side of the frame, it turned in, revealing that it also was | one of the mysterious doors which gave egress from > that room into another. “All this which causes your eyes to distend with | wonder will soon be explained, sweet child,” said the lady to Laura. “Here is a place of safety— yonder a bed where you can repose without fear. You heard what was said in the other room. I must be engaged for a little while. But I will soon. return to watch over you. No one else will enter the room.” Laura bowed her assent to the desire of her new- found friend and protector, and the latter, after pressing a kiss upon her forehead, turned and left the room, the door through which she went closing without noise, and so perfectly that Laura could not detect a difference in the wall on that side of the room. “Tt looks like magic—like a dream,” she mur- mured. “Yet Iam not dreaming—my peril was but | too real—my escape, oh, how fortunate |” Eomicbooks (Efe)