The Only Doctor in Copper Gulch
Chapter 38 · for subscribers
Laudanum, a third of a bottle. Quinine, two drachms. Spirits of camphor, nearly full, and useless tonight. The other seven had gone into the men on the gravel bar and the men out of the sump, and she had written every grain of it into a column in a ledger nobody would ever audit. There was no chloroform in it and there never had been.
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