Weatherwax - Tonic

And in his untidy room Cutwell turned the gold coin over and over in his fingers, muttering
“walls” to himself, and draining the bottle.

He appeared to notice what he was doing only when there was no more to drink, at which point
his eyes focused on the bottle and, through a rising pink mist, read the label which said “Granny
Weatherwax’s Ramrub Invigoratore and Passion’s Philter, Onne Spoonful Onlie before bed and that
Smalle.”

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Mort p55