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LAURA BRAYTON. : 117 “So Sharp has got her in his power again! Heavens! this must be seen to at once! Law or no law, right or no right, he shall not keep her against her will! Jil rescue her, or die!” “That’s the way to take it!” cried Sammy, in delight. “That’s the way Gus Adams used to do when he made Rome howl down at the old Holiday! I’ll help you, and get some of the boys, too, if you want ’em. Shall we go and storm his castle? Shall we go and drag old Sharp out and wash him in the basin ?” “T propose zat you permit me to shallenge him to combat!” said Monsieur Maret, anxious to be of ~gervice. “I shall keel him wizout ze difficultee. I am expert wiz ze rapier. Permit me, mon cher ami!” “No, I will take all upon myself, while I thank you both, my good friends, for your kind offers,” said Putnam, hastily. “I will go at once to the office or house of this devil, Sharp, and demand her. Yet that would be useless. He has legal claims to her guardianship, I have none! Cunning must usurp the place of force.” “Money will do almost anything,” said Sammy Glenn. “Why not try that?” “T will, but on whom? Sharp is rich, money will not buy him. But that clerk of his might be ap- proached. It will not do for me to be seen by him, or to be seen near the house without I go for de- cisive, forcible action.” “T’]l see him,” said Sammy. “I’ll make an excuse of some kind, and draw him out where you can talk tohim.” “Do, and we may effect something through him,” said Putnam. “If the worst comes to the worst, however, I will snatch her from the grasp of that cS €omicboo EO