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in bed with his head bandaged up, and tears rolling down his white cheeks. It was Jackie, feeling very unhappy because it was the afternoon of the flower-show and he couldn't go to see the conjurer.
    Mr. Pink-Whistle sighed. He hated to see anyone unhappy. He climbed quietly in at the window and stood looking at Jackie.
    "Hallo!"he said suddenly.
    "Hallo!" said Jackie in surprise, looking all round to see where the voice came
    from.   There wasn't anyone he could see at all.
    "I'm a conjurer, come to do a few tricks for you," said Mr. Pink-Whistle.
    "Good gracious!" said Jackie, astonished. "But where are you? I can't see you!"
    "Well, you see, I'm so magic that I'm invisible at present," said Mr. Pink-Whistle. "Now just tell me a few things you'd like to hop from the mantelpiece on to your bed, and they'll come!"
    Jackie giggled. It was funny to think of things hopping from the mantel pieceto his bed.

    "I'd like the clock to come," he said. At once the clock seemed to jump from the mantelpiece and land on Jackie's bed! Of course, it was really Mr. Pink-Whistle carrying it, but as Jackie couldn't see him, it looked as if the clock came by itself!
    Then the china pig flew through the air and back again. The coal-scuttle did a little jigging dance round the room, all by itself—though, of course, it was really Mr. Pink-Whistle carrying it and jigging it about. But it did look so very funny!
    Then Jackie's teddy-bear stood on the rail at the foot of his bed and danced a comical dance, sticking his legs out just as if he were doing steps! Jackie laughed till he cried. He couldn't see Mr. Pink-Whistle's hands holding the bear. He thought the bear really was doing it!
    "Now ask any of your toys to speak to you, and hear them talk!" cried Mr.
    Pink-Whistle, thoroughly enjoying himself. It was so lovely to make somebody happy.
    "Well—I'd like my old golliwog in that corner to say something to me," said Jackie, sitting up in bed.
    Mr. Pink-Whistle, quite unseen, walked to where the golly was sitting. He made it wave its hand to Jackie, and then he talked for it, in a sort of woolly, golliwoggy voice.
    "Hallo, Jackie!   Get better soon!"
    "Oh, Golly! I never knew you could talk before!" cried Jackie in great excitement. "Horsey, can you talk too?"
    His old horse stood in the corner. Mr. Pink-Whistle made it jiggle about, and then he spoke for it. "Nay-hay-hay-hay-ay! Nay-nay-hay-hay-ay! Hurry up and get better and ride on me, Jackie! Nay-hay-hay-hay-ay!"
    Jackie was thrilled. "You've got a lovely, neighing voice, Horsey!" he said.
    "Oh, what fun this is!    How magic you are, Mr. Conjurer!"
    "Pink-Whistle is my name," said Mr. Pink-Whistle politely. "I'm glad you like the magic I do."

    "I only wish you could make a rabbit come out of somewhere, like the other conjurer did," sighed Jackie. "That was really most surprising magic."
    Mr. Pink-Whistle felt the little baby-rabbit in his pocket, and was delighted that he had thought of bringing it.
    "Where would you like a rabbit to come from?" he asked.
    "Oh, out of my bed!" said Jackie. "It would be lovely to have a rabbit in bed with me! And Mr. Pink-Whistle, couldn't I see you, please? You sound the kindest, nicest person I've ever heard."
    "Do I really?" said Mr. Pink-Whistle, feeling very happy. "I'm glad. Well— you shall see me, Jackie. Just look at the clock on the mantelpiece for one whole minute, and at the end of it, look at the foot of your bed. I'll be there!"

    Now whilst Jackie was busily watching the clock, waiting till a minute had gone by, Mr. Pink-Whistle carefully and quickly put the tiny rabbit into Jackie's bed, at the foot. Then he said the words that made him appear, and just as Jackie had counted the whole minute, there was Mr. Pink-Whistle grinning away at him at the foot of the bed, his green eyes shining brightly.
    "Oh! How nice and funny and jolly you are!" cried Jackie—and then he gave a squeal, because something was creeping up his bed. He put his