To say that Johnny was astonished is to express his feelings not at all. He looked up at Tao Sing for all the world as if he had never seen him before.
“Say! You are wonderful!” he exclaimed. “Can you do that again?”
“You want to see again?” The little man grinned.
“Yes. Oh yes.”
“All right. You see.”
The little man fingered the microscope affair for a moment. “All right.” He stepped back. “You look see.”
Johnny did “look see,” and the thoughts that passed through his mind as he looked were strange indeed.
“It can’t be true,” he told himself. “And yet it is. A wonderful new invention, like the telegraph, radio, television. Like all the wonderful things of our marvelous age.”
The words that fell from Tao Sing’s lips as the spot before Johnny’s eyes once more went blank, left him staring.
“You want to try?” said Tao Sing.