Nagging and cajoling, she urged him doweps, and they picked their way through the shattered glass and splintered wood and into a small, cool room off the landing. The walls were lined with shelves of bottles, jars, pots, pestles and mortars, and chemists balances. Uhe dirty window was a stone sink, where the old man something with a shaky hand from a large bottle into a smaller one.
"Sit down and drink this," he said, and filled a small glass with a dark golden liquid.
Will sat down and took the glass. The first mouthful hit the back of his throat like fire. Lyra took the glass to stop it from falling as Will gasped.
"Drink it all," the old man anded.
"What is it?"
"Plum brandy. Drink."
Will sipped it more cautiously. Now his hand was really beginning to hurt.
" you heal him?" said Lyra, her voice desperate.
"Oh, yes, we have medies for everything. You, girl, open that drawer iable and bring out a bandage."
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