Laura Brayton — page 160: what you’re looking at

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LAURA BRAYTON. 3 151 “but my only boy, with but another, younger than he, is out in the forty ton boat from which I boarded you. Heaven help them in their need. I am get- ting old, and am bound to slip my cable before long at any rate, but that boy is the light of his mother’s eyes. She cannot spare him. But God’s will be done.” The old pilot said no more, but he went aft to look into the binnacle at the compass, for only by that could they know how their danger would increase or lessen. As long as the ship headed from the shore her danger was lessening, butif the wind hauled and the land was alee, then peril was a reality, not a name. “comicbooks.com —