Out from the pack came a greenish bottle, full of greenish liquid. Benedick held it like a green duck egg, like a handful of precious emeralds. "This medicine," he said, "will cure coughs and colds and collywobbles. This medicine will heal hives, hiccups and whooping cough!"

Despite a magical medicine of fabulous price, Benedick's father died of the purple plague. Now Benedick travels from town to town selling cures and potions - a dangerous business in a doubting world.

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