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“Shall I serve?” said Saturday He sat prih collar and cuff links His hair was neatly coears and scraped it with a butter knife He handed it back to September

“It’s getting very late, Nove man He sat very near to her and held her hand September felt certain she had never seen hiolden skin His eyes were big and blue They sith turquoise tears

“My name is September…,” she said softly Her voice eak, as it often is in dreams

“Of course, October,” said the young man “You must speak twice as loudly just to be heard in the land of drea to do with physicks But then, what isn’t? Dreain with D, and therefore, I can help you To be heard”

“Ell? Where is your tail? Your wings?”

“It ishis lapels “We must all look our best, January”

“She wouldn’t know a thing about that,” said Saturday reproachfully Septe cat in his lap The cat’s fur was blue, and in his bushy tail was a single, glowing star “Such a lazy girl Lax in her studies If only she’d kept up with her physicks ho pound cake”

“I’ear in her hand It was smeared with Marid blood, like seawater

“Mary, Mary, Morning Bell,” sang a third voice Septe her legs under her chair The girl looked terribly familiar, but September could not think where she could have met her before She had dull blondish hair bobbed shor

t around her chin, and her face was a bit ray and dusty, with a yellowish lace at the hem She rubbed at her nose

“All praise and glory to the Marquess,” said Saturday reverentially, passing a thick iron gear to the girl The child accepted it and allowed him to kiss her dusty hand

“Dances in her garden dell!” she sang The blond child giggled and swung her legs harder

“Please, oh, please, startsense!” cried September

“I alwayspomade into his hair “You know that”

The dream-Saturday held up his hands They were chained in ivory manacles “Did it mean me, do you think?” he said “When it said you’d lose your heart?”