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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
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. Eyes," the kender protested,
struggling to find the arms of the chair so that he could climb down.
"If you could see, you wouldn't have come to me," Phineas noted
patiently.
The kender's face brightened under the dark glasses.
"That's true! Oh, thank you, Dr. Eyes!" Arms held before him,
the kender bumped into the doorjamb, then banged into a hanging
skeleton on the way out of the examining room, sending bones rattling.
Phineas guided him to the front door.
"Just doing my job," the doctor said modestly.
"That'll be twenty copper." It was a bit steep for parchment
spectacles, but he had to make up for lost revenue from the sawmill
worker.
"I'm afraid I can't see very well," the kender apologized.
"Could you?" He held open the pouch dangling from his belt by a
string.
Phineas helped himself to twenty-three copper pieces and two of
his own pliers. "Thank you, do come again."
Only two of the previous nine patients were still in the waiting
room, the rest having apparently wandered off after untangling their
shoelaces. Or perhaps they all trooped out in one big knot, mused
Phineas.
One of the two patients was a young woman whose fingers had
somehow got caught in opposite ends of a hollow stick and a
construction worker who had nailed his own pant leg to a board. Eyeing
the reflection of the setting sun in the shop windows across the
street, Phineas decided to call it a day.
Ushering out the unhappy kender, he advised the two of them to
try again tomorrow
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