“Merely the fact that the dirty piece of paper that wrapped the old man’s parcel was covered with Arabic writing was enough to give Mr. Sladden the ideas of romance, and he followed until the little crowd fell off and the stranger stopped by the kerb and unwrapped his parcel and prepared to sell the thing that was inside it. It was a little window in old wood with small panes set in lead; it was not much more than a foot in breadth and was under two feet long. Mr. Sladden had never before seen a window sold in the street, so he asked the price of it.|’Its price is all you possess,’ said the old man.” “Lord Dunsany“

—The Wonderful WindowThe Book of Wonder)

A pleasant little fantasy short story. Thanks, Jim, who calls it “An older picture of Baghdad.”