somebody like you.
What a treasure.
Mr. Browne, will you please
stick to the point.
I would like to see
this book immediately.
Certainly.
It's at my new townhouse.
Would you care to join me
for luncheon?
We can discuss my ideas
at the same time.
Thank you.
We'd be delighted.
We? Do these three jackals
belong to you?
Well, not exactly.
However, we shall all go together.
- On the bed?
- On the bed, Paul.
Come along.
You go 'round the other side.
I always travel on the left.
Will you give the address
to Paul, please?
May I ask how we are going
to get there on this bed? Fly?
My dear Professor Browne,
with your own traveling spell,
the one you gave
with the course as a bonus.
My traveling spell?
That works as well?
- Just give the address, please.
- 8 Wynchfield Road.
Bed, take us
to 8 Wynchfield Road.
Madam, is this vehicle safe?
Oh, perfectly safe.
A bit theatrical perhaps,
but then most good spells are.
Well, we're here.
I would never have believed it.
You must have given us the wrong
address. You don't live here, do you?
In point of fact, I do.
Temporarily, at any rate.
I found the front door open,
the house was deserted.
Everyone has left
the neighborhood.
Now, why should they do that?
This probably has
something to do with it.
Merciful heavens!
I should think you'd be terrified
at the very idea of living here.
You'd have thought so. I am, by nature,
well, a little bit of a coward.
But then I pondered,
as I often do.
In the perverse nature of things,
this diabolical object...
is probably the best friend
I've ever had.
It enables me, for the first time
in my life, to live like a king.
Shall we go in?
Rothchild '26-noble,
worldly-wise,
but with a charming touch of innocence,
wouldn't you say?
Mr. Browne, the book-
where is it?
Dear lady,
you are relentless.
The book is in the library,
and we shall proceed there after
finishing our cheese and wine.
Why do you keep
the curtains closed?
So that we may enjoy
the gentle glow of candlelight.
More likely so's a copper don't peek in
and catch you hidin' out here.
Now, why don't you young things
have a look around the house?
- I want to have a chat with Miss Price.
- May we?
Yes, run along, children.
But mind you don't touch anything.
Remember, this house
does not belong to Mr. Browne.
Mr. Browne, where is that book?
I must have that spell
on substitutiary locomotion.
What is it, a toy shop?
No, it's a nursery.
Ain't you ever seen a nursery?
No. And neither have you.
And what is
substitutiary locomotion?
Substitutiary locomotion
is the ancient and mystic art...
of causing objects to take on
a life force of their own.
Why are you
so interested in that?
Because I know that it
can only help the war effort.
- I must see the nature of the spell.
- Precisely, my good woman.
But now you must
hear my ideas.
What are you reading?
Isle of Naboombu.
- Can't be no such place.
- There is too such a place.
These pictures prove it, don't it?
Bit weird, though, ain't it?
Animals wearing hats and things.
Oh, I like it.
Uh, would you
hold this, please?
What do you think of that?
Well, I don't know
what to think.
Miss Price, just think
how successful I could be...
with an assistant
who can really do magic!
- Oh?
- Dear lady,
have you ever considered entering
what some of us call "show business"?
The what business?
The theater! Pantomimes!
Village fairs, the seaside.
Brighton, Blackpool,
Follies on the Prom!
Mr. Browne, I have
very important work to do.
Listen to me.
We could make a package.
Let us strike a bargain
You possess a gift
But I can speak the jargon that will
give your gift the needed lift
- Oh?
- You possess the know-how
And I command
the show-how
Oh, how successful
you could be
With me
- I'm afraid we're wasting valuable time.
- What's your name?
- Miss Price.
- No, no. Your first name, my dear.
- Eglantine.
- Eglantine?
Eglantine