The Mysterious Shin ShiraFarrow, G. E. (George Edward)
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The Mysterious Shin Shira
Farrow, G. E. (George Edward)
Fantasy literature
I stopped the taxi and we got out. The window was filled with Oriental
rugs and carpets, and a card in their midst stated that they were "a
recent consignment of genuine old goods direct from Arabia."
"Oh, they're too expensive, I expect," I remarked, as we stood amongst a
small crowd of people in front of the window, "those Oriental rugs are
generally so--"
But Sutcliffe suddenly nudged my arm, and, with an amused twinkle in his
eye, called my attention to a remarkable little figure standing beside
him, dressed in an extraordinary yellow costume, and wearing a turban.
"Why! bless me! It's Shin Shira!" I exclaimed. "I hadn't noticed you
before."
"No," said the Yellow Dwarf, "I've only just appeared. How very strange
meeting you here!"
I told him what we were doing, and introduced my young cousin, who was
greatly interested and somewhat awe-struck at the extraordinary little
personage in the Oriental costume, whose remarkable appearance was
causing quite a sensation amongst the bystanders.
"Oh, these rugs," he said, looking at them casually. "No, I don't fancy
they are much good for your purpose, they seem to be too--hullo!" he
suddenly cried excitedly, "what's that? Good gracious! I really believe
it's--Why, yes! I'm sure of it! I recognise it quite well by the
pattern. There's not another in the world like it. How could it possibly
have got here?"
"What _are_ you talking about?" I asked.
"Why, this carpet," cried Shin Shira, pointing excitedly to a very
quaint-looking Oriental rug in the corner of the window. "It's the Magic
Carpet which everybody has read about in the _Arabian Nights_. It
enables anybody in whose possession it is to travel anywhere they
wish--surely you must have heard about it."
"No!" cried Lionel, his eyes sparkling with eagerness, "not really? Oh,
sir! Do--_do_ please buy it--it will be simply ripping! Do! do! Why, it
will be better than an aeroplane."
I had never in my life before seen my cousin so excited about anything.
"I should certainly advise you to purchase it," whispered Shin Shira.
"It is a very valuable rug, and no doubt you would find it very useful
in many ways."
I must confess to a considerable amount of curiosity myself as we
entered the shop and asked to be shown the carpet which Shin Shira
declared to be endued with such remarkable properties.
It was a very handsome one, and the shopkeeper showed it to us with a
considerable amount of pride.
"It's a genuine article, sir," he told me. "Came over only last week
from Arabia in a special parcel purchased by our agent in Baghdad--I
believe it's very old. These foreigners know how to make things which
will last."
I inquired the price, and hesitated considerably when I found that it
was far in excess of the amount I had intended to pay for a rug.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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