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LAURA BRAYTON. 87 o CHAPTER XVI. LAURA’S FLIGHT DISCOVERED. \ Nathan Sloth answered the nervous ring of his master’s bell. He looked anything but smart when he entered the library. His eyes were red and sunken, his face a ghastly yellow, and he was shaking as if in the first stages of an ague. “Why haven’t.you reported?” said his master, in asavage tone. “I sent you out on business; you come back and tell me nothing!” “Cause why! I hadn’t nothing to tell you!” “« Where did the man with the scar go after he left Johnson’s office?” “T don’t know. I watched there ever so long and he didn’t come out. Then I went in and asked the office-boy if his master didn’t want a clerk, just to see what was going on; and then I found out that the man and Lawyer Johnson had both gone into. the house, and away from there, I heard afterward, in a carriage. So I lost the track and thought I wouldn’t say nothing till I found it again.” “Nathan, you’re a fool!” “Thank you, sir, I’d rather be a fool than a knave. Fools get pity, knaves get kicks.” “Go to your room. There will be a one-armed sailor here to see me soon. Send him to me when he comes. As soon as he is gone send Laura Bray- -ton to me. “Yes, sir, There’s your one-armed sailor now!” (e(e) EComichboo cS Wel SS sas Ne a acai PMR ea tn Cn et ee a ea ta Sg a ad ~ - = ’ Ny ny pag): ‘ +. 7 Fi ie “oe aes Y m