by H
G
Wells
I had seen the Magic Shop from afar
; I had passed it
,
shop window of alluring little objects, magic balls, magic hens, wonderful cones, ventriloquist dolls, the material
basket trick, packs of cards that looked all right, and all that sort of thing, but never had
of going in until one day, almost without warning, Gip hauled me by my finger right
window, and so conducted himself that
nothing
but
him in
I
thought the place was there,
the truth--a modest-sized frontage in Regent Street,
picture shop
place where the chicks run about just out of patent incubators,--but there
sure enough
I had fancied
down nearer the Circus, or round the corner in Oxford Street, or even in Holborn; always over the way and
little inaccessible it
, with something
mirage in its position; but here
now quite indisputably,
fat end of Gip's pointing finger made
noise
glass

"If
rich," said Gip, dabbing
finger
Disappearing Egg, "I'd buy myself that
"--
The Crying Baby, Very Human--"
,"
mystery, and called, so
neat card asserted, "Buy One and Astonish Your Friends
"
"Anything," said Gip, "will disappear under one
cones
read
in
book

"And there, dadda,
Vanishing Halfpenny--only they've put it
up so's
't see how it's done
"
Gip, dear boy, inherits his mother's breeding, and
propose to enter the shop or worry in
; only,
, quite unconsciously, he lugged my finger doorward, and
his interest clear

"That,"
, and pointed
Magic Bottle

"
had that ? "
; at which promising inquiry he looked up with
sudden radiance

"
show it to Jessie,"
, thoughtful as ever of others

"It's
hundred days to your birthday, Gibbles,"
, and laid my hand
door-handle

Gip made no answer, but his grip tightened on my finger, and so we came
shop

no common shop this;
magic shop, and all the prancing precedence Gip
taken
matter of mere toys was wanting
He left the burthen
conversation

little, narrow shop, not
lit,
door-bell pinged again with
plaintive note
closed it behind us
For
moment or so we were alone and could glance about us
tiger in _papier-mch
glass case that covered, the low counter--a grave, kind-eyed tiger that waggled his head in
methodical manner; there were several crystal spheres,
china hand holding magic cards,
stock of magic fish-bowls in various sizes, and an immodest magic hat that shamelessly displayed its springs
floor were magic mirrors; one to draw you out long and thin, one to swell your head and vanish your legs, and one
you short and fat like
draught; and while, we were laughing
the shopman, as I suppose, came in

At any rate, there
behind the counter--a curious, sallow, dark man, with one ear larger
other and
chin like the toe-cap of
boot

"What can
the pleasure ? "
, spreading his long magic fingers
glass case; and so with
start we were aware of him

"
,"
, "
my little boy
few simple tricks
"
"Legerdemain ? " he asked
"Mechanical ? Domestic ? "
"Anything amusing ? " said I

"Um ! " said the shopman, and scratched his head for
moment
thinking
Then, quite distinctly, he drew
head
glass ball
"Something
? "
, and held it out

The action was unexpected
I had seen the trick done at entertainments endless times before--it's part
common stock of conjurers--but I
expected it here
"That's good,"
, with
laugh

"Isn't it ? " said the shopman

Gip stretched out his disengaged hand
this object and found merely
blank palm

"It's in your pocket," said the shopman, and there
!
"
will that be ? " I asked

"
no charge for glass balls," said the shopman politely
"We get them"--he picked one out
elbow as he spoke--"free
" He produced another
back
neck, and laid it beside its predecessor
counter
Gip regarded his glass ball sagely, then directed
look of inquiry
two
counter, and finally brought his round-eyed scrutiny
shopman, who smiled
"
those two," said the shopman, "and,
don't mind one from my mouth
So ! "
Gip counselled me mutely for
moment, and then in
profound silence put away the four balls, resumed my reassuring finger, and nerved himself
next event

"We get all our smaller tricks
way," the shopman remarked

I laughed
manner of one who subscribes to
jest
"Instead of going
wholesale shop,"
"
, it's cheaper
"
"In
way," the shopman said
"Though we pay
end
But not so heavily--as people suppose
.
Our larger tricks,
daily provisions and all the other things
, we get out
hat
.
And
, sir,
'll excuse my saying it, there isn't
wholesale shop, not for Genuine Magic goods, sir
I don't know
noticed our inscription--the Genuine Magic Shop
" He drew
business card
cheek and handed it
"Genuine,"
,
finger
word, and added, "
absolutely no deception, sir
"
carrying out the joke pretty thoroughly,

He turned to Gip with
smile of remarkable affability
"You,
, are the Right Sort of Boy
"
surprised at his knowing that, because,
interests of discipline, we keep it rather
secret even at home; but Gip received it in unflinching silence, keeping
steadfast eye on him

"It's only the Right Sort of Boy gets
doorway
"
And,
by way of illustration, there came
rattling
door, and
squeaking little voice
faintly heard
"Nyar ! I warn 'a go in there, dadda, I WARN 'a go in there
Ny-a-a-ah ! " and then the accents of
downtrodden parent, urging consolations and propitiations
"It's locked, Edward,"

"But it isn't," said I

"
, sir," said the shopman, "always--
sort of child," and as he spoke we had
glimpse
other youngster,
little, white face, pallid from sweet-eating and over-sapid food, and distorted by evil passions,
ruthless little egotist, pawing
enchanted pane
"It's no good, sir," said the shopman, as I moved, with my natural helpfulness, doorward, and presently the spoilt child was carried off howling

"How
manage that ? "
, breathing
little more freely

"Magic ! " said the shopman, with
careless wave
hand, and behold ! sparks of coloured fire flew out
fingers and vanished
shadows
shop

"You were saying,"
, addressing himself to Gip, "
came in, that
like
'Buy One and Astonish your Friends' boxes ? "
Gip, after
gallant effort, said "Yes
"
"It's in your pocket
"
And leaning over the counter--he really had an extraordinary long body-- this amazing person produced the article
customary conjurer's manner
"Paper,"
, and took
sheet
empty hat
springs; "string," and behold his mouth was
string box,
he drew an unending thread, which when he had tied his parcel he bit off-- and, it seemed
, swallowed the ball of string
And then he lit
candle
nose of
ventriloquist's dummies, stuck one
fingers (which had become sealing-wax red)
flame, and so sealed the parcel
"Then
the Disappearing Egg," he remarked, and produced one from within my coat-breast and packed it, and also The Crying Baby, Very Human
I handed each parcel to Gip as
ready, and he clasped them
chest

very little, but his eyes were eloquent; the clutch
arms was eloquent
He
playground of unspeakable emotions
These,
, were real Magics

Then, with
start, I discovered something moving about in my hat-- something soft and jumpy
I whipped it off, and
ruffled pigeon--
confederate--dropped out and ran
counter, and went, I fancy, into
cardboard box behind the papier-mch tiger

"Tut, tut ! " said the shopman, dexterously relieving, me
headdress; "careless bird, and--as I live--nesting ! "
He shook my hat, and shook out into his extended hand,
eggs,
large marble,
watch, about half
dozen
inevitable glass balls, and then crumpled, crinkled paper, more and more and more, talking all the time
way
people neglect to brush their hats inside_
as out--politely,
, but with
certain personal application
"All sorts of things accumulate, sir
.
Not you_,
,