Laura Brayton — page 15: what you’re looking at

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6 LAURA BRAYTON. covered with law books, bundles of papers, and blank legal forms. Dusty bookcases around the room were filled with large law volumes, and the furniture of the room, old and worn, was such as you generally see in old law offices. And this was the office of Enoch Sharp, attorney and counselor, asa sign on the half-closed window shutter gave token. | “Dare not? Mr. Sharp, you are about the only ~ man on earth that would say that much to me without getting a broken head for his trouble.” “Bah, Jake Bartram, bah! I know you, and you knowme. Ten words from me would put a rope around your neck!” “Yes! And knowing your power over me, you’ll use it till I die!” “Tio be sure I will! What is the use of power to one who will not use it. Where I will that you should go, there will you be found; what I will that you should do, that will be done. If you hesitate, or refuse, you swing! Is that a comfortable thought?” The little snake-like eyes of the lawyer glittered hike the sparkling orbs in the head of a vicious snake as he uttered these words in a sneering tone. “No, it is not comfortable, and I don’t want it thrust upon me too often. I often feel, Hnoch _ sharp, as if I ought to choke you to death. It — would be one good deed to stand against a hundred bad ones. If I am ever to hang for what I’ve done, comicbooks.com ~