Japhet, in Search of a Father by Frederick Marryat
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"I should not be a good doctor if I did not," replied I. On second thoughts, I considered it advisable and safer, that the application should be _external_, so I translated the label to her--_Haustus_, rub it in--_statim_, on the throat--_sumendus_, with the palm of the hand. "Deary me! and does it mean all that? How much have I to pay, sir?" "Embrocation is a very dear medicine, my good woman; it ought to be eighteen-pence, but as you are a poor woman, I shall only charge you nine-pence." "I'm sure I thank you kindly," replied the old woman, putting down the money, and wishing me a good morning as she left the shop. "Bravo!" cried Timothy, rubbing his hands; "it's halves, Japhet, is it not?" "Yes," I replied; "but first we must be honest, and not cheat Mr Cophagus; the vial is sold, you know, for one penny, and I suppose the stuff I have taken is not worth a penny more. Now, if we put aside two-pence for Mr Cophagus, we don't cheat him, or steal his property; the other seven-pence is of course our own--being the _profits of the profession_." "But how shall we account for receiving the two-pence?" said Timothy. "Selling two vials instead of one: they are never reckoned, you know." |
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