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v a i LAURA BRAYTON. 63 “Send him. to me to-night. Tell him to come half an hour before midnight, and he shall have gold for his trouble, and perhaps a paying job.” “All cit sir. Count that as good as done, Mr. Sharp. I’m so glad to geta bad job off my hands that ’d run my feet off to serve you.” “Then go at once and do my bidding. And to- morrow, dressed well, and sober, make a call on Laura Brayton. She’ll be ready to receive you, I think. It will be the worse for her if she is not.” “Poor girl, I pity her. I’m not fit for anything so good as she is.” Enoch Sharp smiled sarcastically. “You are a hard case, Mr. Bartram, but there are worse than you in the world. You’re good enough for my purpose.” “Yes, and that is just what old Nick will say when he gets me down below in sulphurdom,. But there is no use in my wasting set I must be. moving on my hunt for Lobster Joe.’ “Well, find him and let him be here at the hour I named.” ‘ igh Eomichoo cS (ee)