There is SOME medicine to be sent out.' Mr.Bob Sawyer peeped into the shop to see that no stranger was within hearing, and leaning forward to Mr.Winkle, said, in a low tone-- 'He leaves it all at the wrong houses.' Mr.Winkle looked perplexed, and Bob Sawyer and his friend laughed.
'Don't you see ?' said Bob.

'He goes up to a house, rings the area bell, pokes a packet of medicine without a direction into the servant's hand, and walks off.

Servant takes it into the dining-parlour; master opens it, and reads the label: "Draught to be taken at bedtime--pills as before--lotion as usual--the powder.

From Sawyer's, late Nockemorf's.
Physicians' prescriptions carefully prepared," and all the rest of it.

Shows it to his wife--she reads the label; it goes down to the servants--THEY read the label.