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We 'll make it to-night , if that suits you , and I 'll take a look through the neighborhood at noon and see what 's worth while . '' The Eagle Pharmacy was a small one in a quiet neighborhood . During the entire day , and for three evenings a week , Mr. William Wallace Cameron ran it almost single-handed , having only the preoccupied assistance of Miss Boyd in the candy and fancy goods . At the noon and dinner hours , and four evenings a week , he was relieved by the owner , Mr. Davis , a tired little man with large projecting ears and worried , child-like eyes , who was nursing an invalid wife at home . A pathetic little man , carrying home with unbounded faith day after day bottles of liquid foods and beef capsules , and making wistful comments on them when he returned . `` She could n't seem to keep that last stuff down , Mr. Cameron , '' he would say . `` I 'll try something else . ''