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So the next day, Dr. Cavanagh rowed out into the harbor and went from boat to boat, talking to the captains and leaving his business card. Then he went back into the city and placed the biggest sheet glass order anyone could remember. After that he hired some men to move his apothecary from the ground floor of his building up to the second floor. Folks thought he'd clearly lost his mind. They didn't know how right they were.

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Soon as the apothecary was moved, the glass workers went in, and there was all sorts of banging and knocking about. And while that was going on, sailors started sneaking into Dr. Cavanaugh's place, loaded with all sorts of little jars and boxes stuffed under their coats.

Well, all this got the townspeople's curiosity up. Folks who wouldn't normally go down to the docks found all kinds of excuses to wander by that apothecary. But they found the windows covered up with black curtains, and all anyone could see were the sailors and glass workers going in and out.

And Dr. Cavanagh stood there grinning, with his blue eye flashing and his green eye flashing, his teeth white and sharp.

Then the sign appeared.

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