Hurry Up, Houdini! (Magic Tree House (R) Merlin Mission)
Mary Pope Osborne
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The New York Times bestselling Magic Tree House series has a brand-new paperback! Jack and Annie travel to Coney Island, New York, to meet the master magician, Harry Houdini.
Abracadabra! Mary Pope Osborne cleverly combines history, mystery, adventure, and trouble in this new Magic Tree House paperback.
The time-traveling brother-and-sister team Jack and Annie are on a mission for Merlin the magician. They’re looking for a secret of greatness from the best escape artist that ever lived, Harry Houdini. Using the magic tree house to travel back in time, Jack and Annie head to Coney Island to look for the elusive magician. How can they find the master of escape? It’s going to take some determination, a little bit of trouble, and a whole lot of magic!
Have more fun with Jack and Annie on the Magic Tree House® website at MagicTreeHouse.com.
From the Hardcover edition.
offstage. “Sit here! I have to help Harry.” She hurried back to the dressing room. As crowd noises filled the theater, Annie turned to Jack. “Can you believe it?” she said. “No … I can’t—I can’t believe it …,” said Jack. He was in a daze. “Maybe we’ll learn the secret of greatness from him now,” said Annie hopefully. “Oh, right,” said Jack. He pulled off his gloves and looked at the Ring of Truth on his finger. He hoped it would soon start to glow. While the Houdinis prepared for the show,
supernatural powers tonight!” Harry shouted. “Please know that magic is all tricks! Everything you saw tonight was illusion!” And Harry Houdini is the greatest Master of Illusion in the world, Jack thought. Jack’s only disappointment was that all during the Great Houdini show, the Ring of Truth had not glowed once. Not even the tiniest bit. After the curtain closed, Jack could hear the joyful crowd leaving the theater. Mr. Dewey, Mr. Wilson, Butch, and Hank rushed from the wings to
Houdinis. “Mr. Houdini is exhausted from his magnificent performance. You’ll have to buy a ticket and come back again!” “Come on, Harry, let’s get you two out of here!” Mr. Dewey said. As Mr. Dewey whisked Harry and Bess backstage, Jack and Annie followed them. Mr. Dewey ushered the couple into their dressing room. He hurried in after them and closed the door. Annie was about to knock, but Jack stopped her. “Don’t bother them yet,” he said. “Let them relax a minute first. We’ll see them when
shouting and pointing at different attractions: The air smelled of salt water, roasting nuts, and popcorn. Vendors shouted: “Step right up! World’s greatest ice cream! Strawberry! Vanilla!” “World’s greatest pink lemonade!” “World’s greatest hot dogs!” “What is this place?” said Annie. Jack opened their booklet and read: Located in southern Brooklyn, in New York City, Coney Island is actually a peninsula—a piece of land nearly surrounded by water. Coney Island is world-famous for its
“George!” he called to an usher. “Quick, change the sign! Erase the Bambinis! Write ‘Jolly Jack and the Amazing Annie’ instead!” Jolly Jack? thought Jack. “This way!” Mr. Dewey hustled Jack and Annie through the theater lobby and into a large auditorium. The auditorium had rows and rows of floor seats, as well as box seats and a balcony. Electric lights cast a peach-colored glow over a stage framed by a red curtain. “Is that where we’ll perform?” Annie asked. “No way! No way!” Jack whispered