“I fear I am,” she answered, in a hollow tone. “I feel dreadfully.”
“I thought I could not be mistaken. Shall I relieve you?”
“Oh, sir, if you only could.”
“I can. A bottle of my celebrated liver tonic will make a new man—I mean woman—of you.”
“Bring me some, please, for indeed I feel very sick.”
Dr. Hampton produced a small bottle from his pocket. “This is it,” he said. “A dollar, please.”
The maiden lady drew a dollar bill from her pocket, and the doctor, producing a spoon, administered a dose. The result was magical! The lady rushed hastily to the side of the vessel, and was relieved of her breakfast.
“I feel better,” she gasped.
“I knew you would,” said the doctor, and he put the bill into his pocket with a smile of satisfaction.