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It is surprising how hard it is to get some things. Dragon's blood, / which the formula calls for, ain't what you think and you don't buy it / at a art store, either. And raw natron is not easy to get hold of. I / am almost stumped by ashes of mandrake, though; there simply ain't any / mandrake in the United States. But I hunt it up in the botany books, / and I find a weed that's a close cousin, I spend two days off in the / woods hunting it, and I find some and compare the leaves with those in / the book.
Then I got to reduce it to ash, and I'm drifting around in the bay with / a terrific stink and plenty of smoke coming from my apparatus in the / sailboat. It don't occur to me what it looks like, but all of a sudden / there's a booming noise, and a fast motor-yacht is streaking up to me, / and it looms up and a couple tough-looking guys are looking me over. / One of 'em says: "You on fire, kid. Want us to douse it for you?"