Laura Brayton — page 16: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

LAURA BRAYTON. (ie Thope I’ll have a chance at you before my hands are tied.” | “You do—you do? Yet vou daren’t raise your smallest finger to harm me. Big as you are, with power enough to crush me with one blow from your - great fist, you tremble while I laugh at you and your weak threats.” “T know it. I know it!” said Bartram, in a low, sullen tone. “But enough of that. You say I must marry this girl. Who is she—what is she?” “T seldom reply to impertinent questions. In this case I will. She thinks that she is an orphan, and that Iam her legal guardian. She is not the first, nor am I the other.” “Yet she lives in your house, is, in truth, but a menial, laboring without wages. I pity the poor orl “Do you? You’re getting on famously. Pity is akin to love. You may. love her by the time the marriage knot is tied, after all. She is pretty, isn’t she?” . | “T hardly remember. I’ve never seen her but once or twice since——” “Hush, you should be the last to even hint at the first time you saw her. But you shall see how she looks now.” The lame lawyer arose, and with a step which showed one leg to be shorter than the other, hopped, rather than walked across the room, and pulled a — pell-cord. : (ele) comicbooks