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. "But it's my eyes. When I step into bright
sunlight, I can't see anything, and when I step out of the sunlight
and back into the shade, I can't see either."
"This is a problem?" the doctor asked, readying some large
calipers, pliers, and an ice tong on a wooden tray next to the chair.
The kender glanced uneasily at the tools arrayed on the tray.
"That's a bit of a problem, as I'm the doorman at the Kendermore Inn.
What are you going to use that for?" he asked, fidgeting into the
farthest corner of the chair.
"Don't worry," Phineas said, opening the ice tongs and placing a
point against each of the kender's temples. "I just have to take a
measurement." He closed the tongs slowly against the patient's head,
then sighted carefully along both temples, with a "hrrmmm" and a
"hummm.
"There!" he announced. Careful not to jiggle the open tongs, he
held them up to a row of wire eyeglasses on the wall behind him. "Here
we are," he said, satisfied at last that he'd found the right fit. He
placed the spectacles on the tray, then turned away again and rummaged
through one of many drawers in a large wall cabinet. He removed two
rectangles of dark, oiled parchment and slipped them into the
spectacles where the lenses should be. Finally, he set them on the
bridge of the kender's nose and hooked the horns around his ears.
"You must wear these spectacles for two weeks, and
when you take them off you'll be able to see much
better."
"But I can't see at all, Dr
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