"Hello, Miss." The boy was persistent, if nothing else, he had tried to stop me three times this week. "My Master is looking for a nurse to sell something for him," he pestered. "What precisely does he want to sell?" I enquired. "Don't rightly know, Miss, he won't explain what it does. But he is a proper Gentleman, a Doctor, foreign one though. German I thinks," the urchin explained.
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