“Do they sing songs there?”
“Don't you remember the dream you had about the little boys that dug for the stars?”
“Yes, that I do. I thought you must have had something to do with that dream, it was so beautiful.”
“Yes; I gave you that dream.”
“Oh! thank you. Did you give Nanny her dream too—about the moon and the bees?”
“Yes. I was the lady that sat at the window of the moon.”
“Oh, thank you. I was almost sure you had something to do with that too. And did you tell Mr. Raymond the story about the Princess Daylight?”
“I believe I had something to do with it. At all events he thought about it one night when he couldn't sleep. But I want to ask you whether you remember the song the boy-angels sang in that dream of yours.”
“No. I couldn't keep it, do what I would, and I did try.”
“That was my fault.”