Laura Brayton — page 82: what you’re looking at

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LAURA BRAYTON. 73 Low peals of mocking laughter now filled the room. “Curse me if I can stand this. I believe, boss, the old boy has got a mortgage on you, and means to foreclose. Good-night. When I come again, it shall be daylight. Jf a one-armed sailor asks to see you in the morning, let him in for it will be me with one arm strapped down inside my clothes. [use that rig when I go on a begging lay to look out for a cracking bid.”* — “Very well—I will see you. I believe [ll go out and take a walk, for I don’t like these noises here.” “T would,if I was you. I’m not much more skeery than a bull-dog, but I don’t lke ’emmyself. The laughin’ is worse than the groans.” “Ha! ha! ha!” | Again the mocking sounds rolled through the room. The lawyer and Joe both hurried out of the apart- ment, *A chance to commit a burglary. - / comicbooks (ae)