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Yo! Mr. Cat.
And how are you this fine, fine night.
You really are de doziest great supine I never see, y'know.
Eh? Mister Cat?
Nothin' wrong wit' that now.
But surely is a perfect raven of a night, Mr Cat.
Don't it just feel like de start o' somethin'.
Jus' look at all dem lickle stars, man.
How many lickle star men and star cats is chattin' away up there d'yasteady now. We'll see what dis night brings us, huh?
Give up, Sabarsky.
Get away! Get away! You filthy creature!
Excerpted from CAGES by Dave McKean. Copyright © 1998 by DAVE MCKEAN. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.