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Barrie</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: January 16, 2023 [eBook #69817]</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</p> - <p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em; text-align:left'>Produced by: Charlene Taylor and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive/American Libraries.)</p> -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A KISS FOR CINDERELLA ***</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<div class="figcenter illowp80" id="cover"> -<img alt="Public domain cover" class="w80" src="images/cover.jpg"> -</div> -</div> - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center noindent p3 p3bot bl bt br bb"><strong>THE UNIFORM EDITION OF<br> -THE PLAYS OF J. M. BARRIE</strong></p> - - -<h1>A KISS<br> -FOR CINDERELLA</h1> -</div> - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="THE_WORKS_OF_J_M_BARRIE"><cite>THE WORKS OF J. M. BARRIE.</cite></h2> -</div> - -<div class="container"> -<ul class="myUL"> -<li class="isub2 center pad1top fs90 bl br bt"><em>NOVELS, STORIES, AND SKETCHES.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 center bl br fs60"><em>Uniform Edition.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">AULD LICHT IDYLLS, BETTER DEAD.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">WHEN A MAN’S SINGLE.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">A WINDOW IN THRUMS, AN EDINBURGH ELEVEN.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">THE LITTLE MINISTER.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">SENTIMENTAL TOMMY.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">MY LADY NICOTINE, MARGARET OGILVY.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">TOMMY AND GRIZEL.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">THE LITTLE WHITE BIRD.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">PETER AND WENDY.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60"><em>Also</em></li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">HALF HOURS, DER TAG.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">ECHOES OF THE WAR.</li> - -<li class="isub2 center pad1top fs90 bl br"><em>PLAYS.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 center bl br fs60"><em>Uniform Edition.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">DEAR BRUTUS.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">A KISS FOR CINDERELLA.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">ALICE SIT-BY-THE-FIRE.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">WHAT EVERY WOMAN KNOWS.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">QUALITY STREET.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">THE ADMIRABLE CRICHTON.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">ECHOES OF THE WAR.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  <em>Containing</em>: The Old Lady Shows Her Medals—The New Word—Barbara’s Wedding—A Well-Remembered Voice.</li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">HALF HOURS.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  <em>Containing</em>: Pantaloon—The Twelve-Pound Look—Rosalind—The Will.</li> - -<li class="isub2 center pad1top fs90 bl br"><em>Others in Preparation.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 center bl br fs60"><em>INDIVIDUAL EDITIONS.</em></li> -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">PETER PAN IN KENSINGTON GARDENS.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  <span class="smcap">Illustrated by Arthur Rackham</span>.</li> - -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">PETER AND WENDY.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  Illustrated by <span class="allsmcap">F. D. BEDFORD</span>.</li> - -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">PETER PAN AND WENDY.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  Illustrated by <span class="smcap">Miss Attwell</span>.</li> - -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">TOMMY AND GRIZEL.</li> -<li class="isub2 isub2 bl br fs60">  Illustrated by <span class="smcap">Bernard Partridge</span>.</li> - -<li class="isub2 bl br fs60">MARGARET OGILVY.</li> - -<li class="isub22 bl br fs60">⁂ For particulars concerning <cite>The Thistle -Edition</cite> of the Works of <span class="smcap">J. M. Barrie</span>, sold only -by subscription, send for circular.</li> - -<li class="isub2 center pad1top fs90 bl br bb pad1top">NEW YORK: CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS</li> - -</ul> -</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center noindent p1 p1bot"><span class="fs120"><strong>THE PLAYS OF</strong></span><br> -<span class="fs150"><strong>J. M. BARRIE</strong></span></p> - -<p class="center noindent p2 fs150"><strong>A KISS<br> -FOR CINDERELLA</strong></p> - -<p class="center noindent p2 fs100"><strong>A COMEDY</strong></p> - -<p class="center noindent p3 fs100"><strong>CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS<br> -NEW YORK : : : : : : : : : 1923</strong></p> -</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center noindent p3 fs80"><span class="smcap">Copyright, 1920, by</span><br> -<strong>J. M. BARRIE</strong></p> - -<p class="center noindent p1 fs80">Printed in the United States of America</p> - - -<p class="center noindent p2 fs80"><em>All rights reserved under the International Copyright Act.<br> -Performance forbidden and right of representation reserved.<br> -Application for the right of performing this play must be<br> -made to Charles Frohman, Inc., Empire Theatre, New York.</em></p> - -<div class="figcenter illowe9" id="colophon"> -<img alt="(Publisher colophon)" class="p2 w100" src="images/colophon.jpg"> -</div> -</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[1]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="I">I</h2> - -<p><em>The least distinguished person in ‘Who’s Who’ has -escaped, as it were, from that fashionable crush, and -is spending a quiet evening at home. He is curled -up in his studio, which is so dark that he would be -invisible, had we not obligingly placed his wicker chair -just where the one dim ray from the stove may strike -his face. His eyes are closed luxuriously, and we -could not learn much about him without first poking -our fingers into them. According to the tome mentioned -(to which we must return him before morning), -Mr. Bodie is sixty-three, has exhibited in the Royal -Academy, and is at present unmarried. They do -not proclaim him comparatively obscure: they left -it indeed to him to say the final word on this subject, -and he has hedged. Let us put it in this way, that he -occupies more space in his wicker chair than in the -book, where nevertheless he looks as if it was rather -lonely not to be a genius. He is a painter for the -nicest of reasons, that it is delightful to live and die in -a messy studio; for our part, we too should have -become a painter had it not been that we always lost<span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[2]</span> -our paint-box. There is no spirited bidding to acquire -Mr. Bodie’s canvases: he loves them at first sight -himself, and has often got up in the night to see how -they are faring; but ultimately he has turned cold to -them, and has even been known to offer them, in lieu -of alms, to beggars, who departed cursing. We have -a weakness for persons who don’t get on, and so cannot -help adding, though it is no business of ours, that -Mr. Bodie had private means. Curled up in his -wicker chair he is rather like an elderly cupid. We -wish we could warn him that the policeman is coming.</em></p> - -<p><em>The policeman comes: in his hand the weapon -that has knocked down more malefactors than all the -batons—the bull’s-eye. He strikes with it now, right -and left, revealing, as if she had just entered the room, -a replica of the Venus of Milo, taller than himself -though he is stalwart. It is the first meeting of these -two, but, though a man who can come to the boil, he is -as little moved by her as she by him. After the first -glance she continues her reflections. Her smile over -his head vaguely displeases him. For two pins he -would arrest her.</em></p> - -<p><em>The lantern finds another object, more worthy of his -attention, the artist. Mr. Bodie is more restive under -the light than was his goddess, perhaps because he is less -accustomed to being stared at. He blinks and sits up.</em></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[3]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> (<em>giving his visitor a lesson in -manners</em>). I beg your pardon, officer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>confounded</em>). Not that, sir; not -at all.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> (<em>pressing his advantage</em>). But I -insist on begging your pardon, officer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I don’t see what for, sir.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> (<em>fancying himself</em>). For walking -uninvited into the abode of a law-abiding London -citizen, with whom I have not the pleasure of -being acquainted.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>after thinking this out</em>). But I’m -the one as has done that, sir.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> (<em>with neat surprise</em>). So you are, -I beg your pardon, officer.</p> - -<p>(<em>With pardonable pride in himself</em> <span class="smcap">MR. -BODIE</span> <em>turns on the light. The studio, as -we can now gather from its sloped roof, is -at the top of a house; and its window is -heavily screened, otherwise we might see -the searchlights through it, showing that we -are in the period of the great war. Though -no one speaks of</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE’S</span> <em>pictures as -Bodies, which is the true test of fame, he is<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[4]</span> -sufficiently eminent not to have works of -art painted or scratched on his walls, mercy -has been shown even to the panels of his -door, and he is handsomely stingy of draperies. -The Venus stands so prominent -that the studio is evidently hers rather than -his. The stove has been brought forward -so that he can rest his feet on it, which ever -of his easy chairs he is sitting in, and he -also falls over it at times when stepping back -to consider his latest failure. On a shelf is -a large stuffed penguin, which is to be one -of the characters in the play, and on each -side of this shelf are two or three tattered -magazines. We had hankered after giving</em> -<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>many rows of books, but were -well aware that he would get only blocks of -wood so cleverly painted to look like books -that they would deceive everyone except the -audience. Everything may be real on the -stage except the books. So there are only -a few magazines in the studio (and very -likely when the curtain rings up it will be -found that they are painted too). But</em><span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[5]</span> -<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>was a reader; he had books in -another room, and the careworn actor must -suggest this by his manner.</em></p> - -<p><em>Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>is no bookman; we who -write happen to have it from himself that he -had not bought a book since he squeezed -through the sixth standard: very tight was -his waist that day, he told us, and he had to -let out every button. Nevertheless it was -literature of a sort that first brought him into -our ken. He was our local constable: and -common interests, as in the vagaries of the -moon, gradually made him and us cease to -look at each other askance. We fell into the -way of chatting with him and giving him -the evening papers we had bought to read as -we crossed the streets. One of his duties -was to herd the vagrant populace under our -arches during air-raids, and at such times -he could be properly gruff, yet comforting, -like one who would at once run in any bomb -that fell in his beat. When he had all his -flock nicely plastered against the dank walls -he would occasionally come to rest beside us,<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[6]</span> -and thaw, and discuss the newspaper -article that had interested him most. It -was seldom a war-record; more frequently -it was something on the magazine page, such -as a symposium by the learned on ‘Do you -Believe in Love at First Sight?’ Though -reticent in many matters he would face this -problem openly; with the guns cracking all -around, he would ask for our views wistfully; -he spoke of love without a blush, as something -recognised officially at Scotland Yard. -At this time he had been in love, to his own -knowledge, for several weeks, but whether -the god had struck him at first sight he was -not certain; he was most anxious to know, -and it was in the hope of our being able to -help him out that he told us his singular -story. On his face at such times was often -an amazed look, as if he were staring at her -rather than at us, and seeing a creature -almost beyond belief. Our greatest success -was in saying that perhaps she had fallen -in love at first sight with him, which on -reflection nearly doubled him up. He<span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[7]</span> -insisted on knowing what had made us put -forward this extraordinary suggestion; he -would indeed scarcely leave our company -that night, and discussed the possibility with -us very much as if it were a police case.</em></p> - -<p><em>Our policeman’s romance, now to be told, -began, as we begin, with his climbing up -into</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE’S</span> <em>studio</em>. <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>having -turned on the light gave him the nasty -look that means ‘And now, my man, what -can I do for you?’ Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span>, <em>however, -was not one to be worsted without -striking a blow. He strode to the door, as -he has told us, and pointed to a light <ins class="corr" title="Transcriber's Note—Original text: in the passage." id="tn-7">in -the passage.</ins></em>)</p> - - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in his most brow-beating voice, so -well known under the arches</em>). Look here, sir, -it’s that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE.</span> I don’t follow.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Look at that passage window. -(<em>With natural pride in language.</em>) You are -showing too much illumination.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Oh! well, surely—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with professional firmness</em>). It’s<span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[8]</span> -agin the regulations. A party in the neighbouring -skylight complains.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>putting out the light</em>). If that -will do for to-night, I’ll have the window -boarded up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Anything so long as it obscures -the illumination.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>irritated</em>). Shuts out the light.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>determinedly</em>). Obscures the illumination.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>on reflection</em>). I remember now, I did -have that window boarded up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>who has himself a pretty vein of -sarcasm</em>). I don’t see the boards.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Nor do I see the boards. (<em>Pondering.</em>) -Can she have boned them?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> She? (<em>He is at once aware that -it has become a more difficult case.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> You are right. She is scrupulously -honest, and if she took the boards we may be -sure that I said she could have them. But that -only adds to the mystery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>obligingly</em>). Mystery?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Why this passion for collecting<span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[9]</span> -boards? Try her with a large board, officer. -Extraordinary!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>heavily</em>). I don’t know what you -are talking about, sir. Are you complaining of -some woman?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Now that is the question. Am I? -As you are here, officer, there is something I -want to say to you. But I should dislike getting -her into trouble.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>stoutly</em>). No man what is a man -wants to get a woman into trouble unnecessary.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>much struck</em>). That’s true! That’s -absolutely true, officer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>badgered</em>). It’s true, but there’s -nothing remarkable about it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Excuse me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> See here, sir, I’m just an -ordinary policeman.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I can’t let that pass. If I may say -so, you have impressed me most deeply. I -wonder if I might ask a favour of you. Would -you mind taking off your helmet? As it happens, -I have never seen a policeman without -his helmet.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[10]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The perplexed officer puts his helmet on -the table.</em>)<br></p> -</div> - -<p>Thank you. (<em>Studying the effect.</em>) Of course -I knew they took off. You sit also?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The policeman sits.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Very interesting.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> About this woman, sir—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> We are coming to her. Perhaps I -ought to tell you my name—Mr. Bodie. (<em>Indicating -the Venus.</em>) This is Mrs. Bodie. No, -I am not married. It is merely a name given -her because she is my ideal.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You gave me a turn.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Now that I think of it, I believe the -name was given to her by the very woman we -are talking about.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>producing his note book</em>). To -begin with, who is the woman we are talking -about?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>becoming more serious</em>). On the surface, -she is just a little drudge. These studios -are looked after by a housekeeper, who employs -this girl to do the work.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> H’m! Sleeps on the premises?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[11]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> No; she is here from eight to six.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Place of abode?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She won’t tell anyone that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Aha! What’s the party’s -name?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Cinderella.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>writes it down unmoved</em>. -<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>twinkles</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Haven’t you heard that name before?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Can’t say I have, sir. But I’ll -make inquiries at the Yard.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> It was really I who gave her that -name, because she seemed such a poor little -neglected waif. After the girl in the story-book, -you know.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> No, sir, I don’t know. In the -Force we find it impossible to keep up with -current fiction.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She was a girl with a broom. There -must have been more in the story than that, but -I forget the rest.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> The point is, that’s not the -name she calls herself by.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Yes, indeed it is. I think she was<span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[12]</span> -called something else when she came, Miss -Thing, or some such name; but she took to the -name of Cinderella with avidity, and now she -absolutely denies that she ever had any -other.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Parentage?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>now interested in his tale</em>). That’s -another odd thing. I seem to remember vaguely -her telling me that her parents when alive were -very humble persons indeed. Touch of Scotch -about her, I should say—perhaps from some -distant ancestor; but Scotch words and phrases -still stick to the Cockney child like bits of egg-shell -to a chicken.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>writing</em>). Egg-shell to chicken.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I find, however, that she has lately -been telling the housekeeper quite a different -story.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>like a counsel</em>). Proceed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> According to this, her people were of -considerable position—a Baron and Baroness, -in fact.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Proceed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> The only other relatives she seems<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[13]</span> -to have mentioned are two sisters of unprepossessing -appearance.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>cleverly</em>). If this story is correct, -what is she doing here?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I understand there is something -about her father having married again, and her -being badly treated. She doesn’t expect this -to last. It seems that she has reason to believe -that some very remarkable change may take -place in her circumstances at an early date, at -a ball for which her godmother is to get her -what she calls an invite. This is evidently to -be a very swagger function at which something -momentous is to occur, the culminating moment -being at midnight.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>writing</em>). Godmother. Invite. -Twelve <span class="allsmcap">P.M.</span> Fishy! Tell me about them -boards now.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>who is evidently fond of the child</em>). You -can’t think how wistful she is to get hold of -boards. She has them on the brain. Carries -them off herself into the unknown.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I daresay she breaks them up -for firewood.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[14]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> No; she makes them into large boxes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>sagaciously</em>). Very likely to keep -things in.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She has admitted that she keeps -things in them. But what things? Ask her -that, and her mouth shuts like a trap.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Any suspicions?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>hesitates. It seems absurd to -suspect this waif—and yet!</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I’m sorry to say I have. I don’t -know what the things are, but I do know they -are connected in some way with Germany.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>darkly</em>). Proceed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>really troubled</em>). Officer, she is too -curious about Germany.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That’s bad.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She plies me with questions about it—not -openly—very cunningly.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Such as—?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> For instance, what would be the -punishment for an English person caught hiding -aliens in this country?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> If she’s up to games of that -kind—</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[15]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Does that shed any light on the boxes, -do you think?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> She can’t keep them shut up in -boxes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I don’t know. She is extraordinarily -dogged. She knows a number of German words.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That’s ugly.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She asked me lately how one could -send a letter to Germany without Lord Haig -knowing. By the way, do you, by any chance, -know anything against a firm of dressmakers -called <i lang="fr">Celeste et Cie.</i>?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Celest A. C.? No, but it has -a German sound.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> It’s French.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Might be a blind.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I think she lives at Celeste’s. Now -I looked up <span lang="fr">Celeste et Cie</span>. in the telephone book, -and I find they are in Bond Street. Immensely -fashionable.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> She lives in Bond Street? London’s -full of romance, sir, to them as knows -where to look for it—namely, the police. Is she -on the premises?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[16]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>reluctantly</em>). Sure to be; it isn’t six yet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in his most terrible voice</em>). Well, -leave her to me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> You mustn’t frighten her. I can’t -help liking her. She’s so extraordinarily -<em>homely</em> that you can’t be with her many minutes -before you begin thinking of your early -days. Where were you born, officer?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I’m from Badgery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She’ll make you think of Badgery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>frowning</em>). She had best try no -games on me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She will have difficulty in answering -questions; she is so used to asking them. I -never knew a child with such an appetite for -information. She doesn’t search for it in books; -indeed the only book of mine I can remember -ever seeing her read, was a volume of fairy tales.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>stupidly</em>). Well, that don’t help -us much. What kind of questions?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Every kind. What is the Censor? -Who is Lord <em>Times</em>?—she has heard people here -talking of that paper and its proprietor, and has -mixed them up in the quaintest way; then again—when<span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[17]</span> -a tailor measures a gentleman’s legs -what does he mean when he says—26, 4—32, 11? -What are doctors up to when they tell you to -say 99? In finance she has an almost morbid -interest in the penny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> The penny? It’s plain the -first thing to find out is whether she’s the slavey -she seems to be, or a swell in disguise.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> You won’t find it so easy.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Excuse me, sir; we have an -infall<em>ay</em>ble way at Scotland Yard of finding out -whether a woman is common or a lady.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>irritated</em>). An infallible way.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>firmly</em>). Infallayable.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I should like to know what it is.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> There is nothing against my -telling you. (<em>He settles down to a masterly cross-examination.</em>) -Where, sir, does a common -female keep her valuables when she carries -them about on her person?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> In her pocket, I suppose.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> And you suppose correctly. -But where does a lady keep them?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> In the same place, I suppose.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[18]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Then you suppose wrongly. No, -sir, here. (<em>He taps his own chest, and indicates -discreetly how a lady may pop something down -out of sight.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>impressed</em>). I believe you are right, -officer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I am right—it’s infallayble. -A lady, what with drink and such like misfortunes, -may forget all her other refinements, but -she never forgets that. At the Yard it’s considered -as sure as finger-marks.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Strange! I wonder who was the -first woman to do it. It couldn’t have been -Eve this time, officer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>after reflecting</em>). I see your point. -And now I want just to have a look at the party -unbeknownst to her. Where could I conceal -myself?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Hide?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Conceal myself.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> That small door opens on to my -pantry, where she washes up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>peeping in</em>). It will do. Now -bring her up.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[19]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> It doesn’t seem fair—I really can’t—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> War-time, sir.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>decides that it is patriotic to -ring. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>emerges from the -pantry with a slavey’s hat and jacket</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>These belong to the party, sir?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I forgot. She keeps them in there. -(<em>He surveys the articles with some emotion.</em>) -Gaudy feathers. And yet that hat may have -done some gallant things. The brave apparel -of the very poor! Who knows, officer, that -you and I are not at this moment on rather holy -ground.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>stoutly</em>). I see nothing wrong -with the feathers. I must say, sir, I like the -feathers.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He slips into the pantry with the hat and -jacket, but forgets his helmet, over which the -artist hastily jams a flower bowl. There -were visiting cards in the bowl and they -are scattered on the floor.</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>sees -them not: it is his first attempt at the conspirator, -and he sits guiltily with a cigarette -just in time to deceive</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>, <em>who<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[20]</span> -charges into the room as from a catapult. -This is her usual mode of entrance, and is -owing to her desire to give satisfaction.</em>)</p> - -<p><em>Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span>, <em>as he has told us under -the arches, was watching her through the -keyhole, but his first impressions have been -so coloured by subsequent events that it is -questionable whether they would be accepted -in any court of law. Is prepared to depose -that to the best of his recollection, they were -unfavourable. Does not imply by unfavourable -any aspersion on her personal -appearance. Would accept the phrase ‘far -from striking’ as summing up her first -appearance. Would no longer accept the -phrase. Had put her down as being a -grown woman, but not sufficiently grown. -Thought her hair looked to be run up her -finger. Did not like this way of doing the -hair. Could not honestly say that she -seemed even then to be an ordinary slavey -of the areas. She was dressed as one, but -was suspiciously clean. On the other hand, -she had the genuine hungry look. Among<span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[21]</span> -more disquieting features noticed a sort of -refinement in her voice and manner, which -was characteristic of the criminal classes. -Knew now that this was caused by the -reading of fairy tales and the thinking of -noble thoughts. Noted speedily that she -was a domineering character who talked -sixteen to the dozen, and at such times reminded -him of funny old ladies. Was -much struck by her eyes, which seemed to -suggest that she was all burning inside. -This impression was strengthened later -when he touched her hands. Felt at once -the curious ‘homeliness’ of her, as commented -on by</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>, <em>but could swear -on oath that this had not at once made him -think of Badgery. Could recall not the -slightest symptoms of love at first sight. -On the contrary, listened carefully to the -conversation between her and</em> <span class="smcap">Mr. Bodie</span> -<em>and formed a stern conclusion about her. -Believed that this was all he could say -about his first impression.</em></p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>breathlessly</em>). Did you rang, sir?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[22]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>ashamed</em>). Did I? I did—but—I—I -don’t know why. If you’re a good servant, -you ought to know why.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The cigarette, disgusted with him, falls -from his mouth; and his little servant -flings up her hands to heaven.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>taking possession of him</em>). There -you go again! Fifty years have you been at it, -and you can’t hold a seegarette in your mouth -<em>yet</em>! (<em>She sternly produces the turpentine</em>.)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>in sudden alarm</em>). I won’t be brushed. -I will not be scraped.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>twisting him round</em>). Just look -at that tobaccy ash! And I cleaned you up so -pretty before luncheon.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I will <em>not</em> be cleaned again.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>in her element</em>). Keep still.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She brushes, scrapes, and turpentines him. -In the glory of this she tosses her head at -the Venus.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>I gave Mrs. Bodie a good wipe down this -morning with soap and water.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>indignant</em>). That is a little too much. -You know quite well I allow no one to touch her.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[23]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>leaves him and gazes in -irritation at the statue</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What is it about the woman?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>in his heat forgetting the policeman</em>). -She is the glory of glories.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>who would be willowy if she were -long enough</em>). She’s thick.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Her measurements are perfection. -All women long to be like her, but none ever -can be.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>insisting</em>). I suppose that’s the -reason she has that snigger on her face.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> That is perhaps the smile of motherhood. -Some people think there was once a baby -in her arms.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with a new interest in Venus</em>). -Her own?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I suppose so.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> A married woman then?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>nonplussed</em>). Don’t ask trivial questions.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>generously</em>). It was clever of -you to make her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I didn’t make her. I was—forestalled.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[24]</span> -Some other artist chappie did it. (<em>He -likes his little maid again.</em>) She was dug up, -Cinderella, after lying hidden in the ground for -more than a thousand years.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> And the baby gone?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>snapping</em>). Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> If I had lost my baby I wouldn’t -have been found with that pleased look on my -face, not in a thousand years.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Her arms were broken, you see, so -she had to drop the baby—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She could have up with her -knee and catched it—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>excitedly</em>). By heavens, that may just -be what she is doing. (<em>He contemplates a letter -to the ‘Times.’</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>little aware that she may have -solved the question of the ages</em>). Beauty’s a grand -thing.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> It is.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I warrant <em>she</em> led them a pretty -dance in her day.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Men?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Umpha! (<em>wistfully</em>). It must<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[25]</span> -be fine to have men so mad about you that they -go off their feed and roar. (<em>She turns with a sigh -to the dusting of the penguin.</em>) What did you -say this is?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>ignorant of what he is letting himself in -for</em>). A bishop.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>nearly choking</em>). The sort that -marries swell couples?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>huskily, as if it made all the difference -to her</em>). I never thought of that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>kindly</em>). Why should you, you queer -little waif. Do you know why I call you -Cinderella?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Fine, I know.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Why is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with shy happiness</em>). It’s because -I have such pretty feet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> You dear little innocent. (<em>He thinks -shame of his suspicions. He is planning how -to get rid of the man in the pantry when she brings -him back to hard facts with a bump.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>in a whisper</em>). Mr. Bodie, if you -wanted to get into Buckingham Palace on the<span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[26]</span> -dodge, how would you slip by the policeman? -(<em>she wrings her hands</em>). The police is everywhere -in war-time.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>conscious how near one of them is</em>). -They are—be careful, Cinderella.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I am—oh, I am! If you -knew the precautions I’m taking—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>miserable</em>). Sh!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>now in a quiver</em>). Mr. Bodie, you -haven’t by any chance got an invite for to-night, -have you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> What for?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>as still as the Venus</em>). For—for -a ball.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> There are no balls in war-time.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>dogged</em>). Just the one. Mr. -Bodie, did you ever see the King?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> The King? Several times.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>as white as the Venus</em>). Was the -Prince of Wales with him?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Once.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What’s he like?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Splendid! Quite young, you know. -He’s not married.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[27]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with awful intensity</em>). No, not -yet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I suppose he is very difficult to satisfy.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>knitting her lips</em>). He has never -seen the feet that pleased him.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Cinderella, your pulse is galloping. -You frighten me. What possesses you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>after hesitating</em>). There is something -I want to tell you. Maybe I’ll not be -coming back after to-night. She has paid me -up to to-night.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Is she sending you away?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No. I’ve sort of given notice.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>disappointed</em>). You’ve got another -place?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She shuts her mouth like a box.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Has it anything to do with the Godmother -business?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Her mouth remains closed. He barks -at her.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Don’t then. (<em>He reconsiders her.</em>) I like -you, you know.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>gleaming</em>). It’s fine to be liked.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Have you a lonely life?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[28]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s kind of lonely.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> You won’t tell me about your home?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She shakes her head.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Is there any nice person to look after you in -the sort of way in which you look after me?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m all alone. There’s just -me and my feet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> If you go I’ll miss you. We’ve -had some good times here, Cinderella, haven’t -we?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>rapturously</em>). We have! You -mind that chop you gave me? Hey, hey, hey! -(<em>considering it judicially</em>). That was the most -charming chop I ever saw. And many is the -lick of soup you’ve given me when you thought -I looked down-like. Do you mind the chicken -that was too high for you? You give me the -whole chicken. That was a day.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I never meant you to eat it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I didn’t eat it all myself. I -shared it with them.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>inquisitively</em>). With them? With -whom?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Her mouth shuts promptly, and he sulks.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[29]</span> -She picks up the visiting cards that litter -the floor.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What a spill! If you’re not -messing you’re spilling. Where’s the bowl?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She lifts the bowl and discovers the helmet. -She is appalled.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>in an agony of remorse pointing to the -door</em>). Cinderella, quick!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>But our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>has emerged and -barred the way</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>indicating that it is</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>who -must go</em>). If <em>you</em> please, sir.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I won’t! Don’t you dare to frighten -her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>settling the matter with the palm of -his hand</em>). That will do. If I need you I’ll -call you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>flinching</em>). Cinderella, it’s—it’s just -a form. I won’t be far away.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He departs reluctantly.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>sternly</em>). Stand up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>a quaking figure, who has never -sat down</em>). I’m standing up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Now, no sauce.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[30]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He produces his note book. He is about to -make a powerful beginning when he finds -her eyes regarding the middle of his person.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Now then, what are you staring at?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> (<em>hotly</em>). That’s a poor way to -polish a belt. If I was a officer I would think -shame of having my belt in that condition.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> (<em>undoubtedly affected by her homeliness -though unconscious of it</em>). It’s easy to -speak; it’s a miserable polish I admit, but mind -you, I’m pretty done when my job’s over; and -I have the polishing to do myself.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You have no woman person?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Not me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with passionate arms</em>). If I had -that belt for half an hour!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> What would you use?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Spit.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Spit? That’s like what my -mother would have said. That was in Badgery, -where I was born. When I was a boy at Badgery—(<em><ins class="corr" title="Transcriber's Note—Original text: He stops short." id="tn-30">He -stops short.</ins> She has reminded him of -Badgery!</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What’s wrong?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[31]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>heavily</em>). How did you manage -that about Badgery?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Take care, prisoner.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The word makes her shudder. He sits, -prepared to take notes.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Name?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Cinderella.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Take care, Thing. Occupation, -if any?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with some pride</em>). Tempary -help.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Last place?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> 3 Robert Street.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Scotch?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Her mouth shuts.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Ah, they’ll never admit that. Reason for -leaving?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I had to go when the war -broke out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Why dismissed?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>forlorn</em>). They said I was a -luxury.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>getting ready to pounce</em>). Now be<span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[32]</span> -cautious. How do you spend your evenings -after you leave this building?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Her mouth shuts.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Have you another and secret occupation?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She blanches.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Has it to do with boxes? What do you keep -in those boxes? Where is it that these goings-on -is going on? If you won’t tell me, I’m -willing to tell you. It’s at A. C. Celeste’s.... -In Bond Street, W.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He has levelled his finger at her, but it -is a pistol that does not go off. To his -chagrin she looks relieved. He tries hammer -blows.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Are you living in guilty splendour? How do -you come to know German words? How many -German words do you think <em>I</em> know? Just one, -<em>espionage</em>. What’s the German for ‘six months -hard’?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She is now crumpled, and here he would -do well to pause and stride up and -down the room. But he cannot leave well -alone.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>What’s this nonsense about your feet?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[33]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>plucking up courage</em>). It’s not -nonsense.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I see nothing particular about -your feet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Then I’m sorry for you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> What is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>softly as if it were a line from the -Bible</em>). Their exquisite smallness and perfect -shape.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with a friendly glance at the Venus</em>). -For my part I’m partial to big women with their -noses in the air.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>stung</em>). So is everybody (<em>pathetically</em>). -I’ve tried. But it’s none so easy, -with never no butcher’s meat in the house. -You’ll see where the su-perb shoulders and the -haughty manners come from if you look in shop -windows and see the whole of a cow turned -inside out and ‘Delicious’ printed on it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>always just</em>). There’s something -in that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>swelling</em>). But it doesn’t matter -how fine the rest of you is if you doesn’t have -small feet.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[34]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I never gave feet a thought.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> The swells think of nothing -else. (<em>Exploding.</em>) Wait till you are at the -Ball. Many a haughty beauty with superb -uppers will come sailing in—as sure of the prize -as if ‘Delicious’ was pinned on her—and then -forward steps the Lord Mayor, and, <em>utterly disregarding -her uppers</em>, he points to the bottom of -her skirt, and he says ‘Lift!’ and she <em>has</em> to -lift, and there’s a dead silence, and nothing to -be heard except the Prince crying ‘Throw her -out!’</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>somewhat staggered by her knowledge -of the high life</em>). What’s all this about a -ball?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>sees she has said too much -and her mouth shuts</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Was you ever at a ball?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with dignity</em>). At any rate I’ve -been at the Horse Show.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> A ball’s not like a Horse Show.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You’ll see.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>reverting to business</em>). It all -comes to this, are you genteel, or common clay?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[35]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>pertly</em>). I leaves that to you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You couldn’t leave it in safer -hands. I want a witness to this.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>startled</em>). A witness! What -are you to do?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>With terrible self-confidence he has already -opened the door and beckoned.</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> -<em>comes in anxiously</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Take note, sir. (<em>With the affable -manner of a conjuror.</em>) We are now about to -try a little experiment, the object being to -discover whether this party is genteel or common -clay.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Oh, Mr. Bodie, what is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>remembering what he has been told of the -Scotland Yard test</em>). I don’t like.... I won’t -have it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It gives her the chance of proving -once and for all whether she’s of gentle blood.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>eagerly</em>). Does it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I must forbid....</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with dreadful resolution</em>). I’m -ready. I wants to know myself.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> <em>Ve</em>—ry well. Now then, I heard<span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[36]</span> -you say that the old party downstairs had paid -you your wages to-day.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I see nothing you can prove -by that. It was a half-week’s wages—1s. 7d. -Of course I could see my way clearer if it had -been 1s. 9d.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That’s neither here nor there. -We’ll proceed. Now, very likely you wrapped -the money up in a screw of paper. Did you?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She is afraid of giving herself away.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Thinking won’t help you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s <em>my</em> money.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Nobody wants your money, Cinderella.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Answer me. Did you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Say ‘I did.’</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I did.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> And possibly for the sake of -greater security you tied a string round it—did -you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I did.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>after a glance at</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>to -indicate that the supreme moment has come</em>). You -then deposited the little parcel—where?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[37]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>in an agony</em>). Cinderella, be careful!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She is so dreading to do the wrong thing -that she can only stare. Finally, alas, she -produces the fatal packet from her pocket. -Quiet triumph of our policeman.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> My poor child!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>not realising yet that she has given -herself away</em>). What is it? Go on.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That’ll do. You can stand -down.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You’ve found out?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I have.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>breathless</em>). And what am I?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>kindly</em>). I’m sorry.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Am I—common clay?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They look considerately at the floor; she -bursts into tears and runs into the pantry, -shutting the door.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with melancholy satisfaction</em>). It’s -infall<em>ay</em>ble.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> At any rate it shows that there’s -nothing against her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>taking him further from the pantry -door, in a low voice</em>). I dunno. There’s some<span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[38]</span> -queer things. Where does she go when she -leaves this house? What about that ball?—and -her German connection?—and them boards -she makes into boxes—and A. C. Celeste? -Well, I’ll find out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>miserably</em>). What are you going to do?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> To track her when she leaves -here. I may have to adopt a disguise. I’m a -masterpiece at that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Yes, but—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>stamping about the floor with the -exaggerated tread of the Law</em>). I’ll tell you the -rest outside. I must make her think that my -suspicions are—allayed. (<em>He goes cunningly to -the pantry door and speaks in a loud voice.</em>) Well, -sir, that satisfies me that she’s not the party I -was in search of, and so, with your permission, -I’ll bid you good evening. What, you’re going -out yourself? Then I’ll be very happy to walk -part of the way with you.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Nodding and winking, he goes off with -heavy steps, taking with him the reluctant</em> -<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>, <em>who like one mesmerised also -departs stamping</em>.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[39]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MISS THING</span> <em>peeps out to make sure that -they are gone. She is wearing her hat and -jacket, which have restored her self-respect. -The tears have been disposed of with a lick -of the palm. She is again a valiant soul -who has had too many brushes with the -police not to be able to face another with a -tight lip. She is going, but she is not going -without her wooden board; law or no law -she cannot do without wooden boards. She -gets it from a corner where it has been artfully -concealed. An imprudent glance at -the Venus again dispirits her. With a -tape she takes the Beauty’s measurements -and then her own, with depressing results. -The Gods at last pity her, and advise an -examination of her rival’s foot. Excursions, -alarms, transport. She compares -feet and is glorified. She slips off her shoe -and challenges Venus to put it on. Then, -with a derisive waggle of her foot at the -shamed goddess, the little enigma departs -on her suspicious business, little witting that -a masterpiece of a constable is on her track.</em>)</p> -</div> -</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[40]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="II">II</h2> - -<p><em>It is later in the evening of the same day, and this -is such a street as harbours London’s poor. The -windows are so close to us that we could tap on the -only one which shows a light. It is on the ground -floor, and makes a gallant attempt to shroud this light -with articles of apparel suspended within. Seen -as shadows through the blind, these are somehow very -like Miss Thing, and almost suggest that she has been -hanging herself in several places in one of her bouts -of energy. The street is in darkness, save for the -meagre glow from a street lamp, whose glass is painted -red in obedience to war regulations. It is winter -time, and there is a sprinkling of snow on the -ground.</em></p> - -<p><em>Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>appears in the street, not perhaps -for the first time this evening, and flashes his lantern -on the suspect’s window, whose signboard (boards -again!) we now see bears this odd device</em>,</p> - -<p class="center noindent"><i lang="fr">Celeste et Cie</i>.<br> -————<br> -<em>The Penny Friend.</em></p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_41"></a>[41]</span></p> - -<p><em>Not perhaps for the first time this evening he scratches -his head at it. Then he pounds off in pursuit of some -client who has just emerged with a pennyworth. We -may imagine the two of them in conversation in the next -street, the law putting leading questions. Meanwhile -the ‘fourth’ wall of the establishment of Celeste dissolves, -but otherwise the street is as it was, and we are now in -the position of privileged persons looking in at her -window. It is a tiny room in which you could just -swing a cat, and here</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>swings cats all and -every evening. The chief pieces of furniture are a -table and a bench, both of which have a suspicious -appearance of having been made out of boards by some -handy character. There is a penny in the slot fireplace -which has evidently been lately fed, there is a piece of -carpet that has been beaten into nothingness, but is still -a carpet, there is a hearth rug of brilliant rags that is -probably gratified when your toes catch in it and you -are hurled against the wall. Two pictures—one of -them partly framed—strike a patriotic note, but they -may be there purposely to deceive. The room is lit -by a lamp, and at first sight presents no sinister aspect -unless it comes from four boxes nailed against the walls -some five or six feet from the floor. In appearance -they are not dissimilar to large grocery boxes, but -it is disquieting to note that one of them has been<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_42"></a>[42]</span> -mended with the board we saw lately in</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE’S</span> -<em>studio. When our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>comes, as come we -may be sure he will, the test of his acumen will be his -box action.</em></p> - -<p><em>The persons in the room at present have either no -acumen or are familiar with the boxes. There are -four of them, besides</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>, <em>whom we catch in the -act of adding to her means of livelihood. <span lang="fr">Celeste et Cie.</span>, -a name that has caught her delicate fancy while she -dashed through fashionable quarters, is the Penny -Friend because here everything is dispensed for that -romantic coin. It is evident that the fame of the -emporium has spread. Three would be customers sit -on the bench awaiting their turn listlessly and as -genteelly unconscious of each other as society in a -dentist’s dining-room, while in the centre is</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>fitting an elderly gentleman with a new coat. There -are pins in her mouth and white threads in the coat, -suggesting that this is not her first struggle with it, and -one of the difficulties with which she has to contend is -that it has already evidently been the coat of a larger -man</em>. <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>is far too astute a performer to let -it be seen that she has difficulties, however. She twists -and twirls her patron with careless aptitude, kneads -him if need be, and has him in a condition of pulp while -she mutters for her own encouragement and his intimidation<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_43"></a>[43]</span> -the cryptic remarks employed by tailors, -as to the exact meaning of which she has already -probed</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>.</p> - - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>wandering over her client with a -tape</em>). 35—14. (<em>She consults a paper on the table.</em>) -Yes, it’s 35—14.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She pulls him out, contracts him and takes -his elbows measure.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>28—7; 41—12; 15—19. (<em>There is something -wrong, and she has to justify her handiwork.</em>) You -was longer when you came on Monday.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN</span> (<em>very moved by the importance of -the occasion</em>). Don’t be saying that, Missy.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>pinning up the tails of his coat</em>). -Keep still.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN</span> (<em>with unexpected spirit</em>). I warns -you, Missy, I won’t have it cut.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>an artist</em>). I’ll give you the bits.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN.</span> I prefers to wear them.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She compares the coat with the picture of an -elegant dummy.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Were you going to make me like that picture?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_44"></a>[44]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I had just set my heart on -copying this one. It’s the Volupty.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN</span> (<em>faint-hearted</em>). I’m thinkin’ I -couldn’t stand like that man.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>eagerly</em>). Fine you could—with -just a little practice. I’ll let you see the effect.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She bends one of his knees, extends an arm -and curves the other till he looks like a -graceful teapot. She puts his stick in one -hand and his hat in the other, and he is -now coquettishly saluting a lady.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN</span> (<em>carried away as he looks at himself -in a glass</em>). By Gosh! Cut away, Missy!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’ll need one more try-on. -(<em>Suddenly.</em>) That’s to say if I’m here.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN</span> (<em>little understanding the poignancy -of the remark</em>). If it would be convenient to -you to have the penny now—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, not till I’ve earned it. -It’s my rule. Good night to you, Mr. Jennings.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GENTLEMAN.</span> Good night, Missy.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>We see him go out by the door and disappear -up the street.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>sharply</em>). Next.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_45"></a>[45]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>An old woman comes to the table and</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>politely pretends not to have -seen her sitting there</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>It’s Mrs. Maloney!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> Cinders, I have a pain. It’s like a -jag of a needle down my side.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with a sinking, for she is secretly -afraid of medical cases</em>). Wait till I pop the -therm-mo-mometer in. It’s a real one. (<em>She -says this with legitimate pride. She removes the -instrument from</em> <span class="allsmcap">MRS. MALONEY’S</span> <em>mouth after a -prudent interval, and is not certain what to do next.</em>)</p> - -<p>Take a deep breath.... Again.... Say 99. -(<em>Her ear is against the patient’s chest.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> 99.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>at a venture</em>). Oho!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> It ain’t there the pain is—it’s down -my side.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>firmly</em>). We never say 99 down -there.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> What’s wrong wi’ me?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>candidly</em>). I don’t want for to -pretend, Mrs. Maloney, that the 99 is any -guidance to me. I can <em>not</em> find out what it’s<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_46"></a>[46]</span> -for. I would make so bold as to call your complaint -muscular rheumatics if the pain came -when you coughed. But you have no cough.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> (<em>coming to close quarters</em>). No, but he -has—my old man. It’s him that has the pains, -not me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>hurt</em>). What for did you pretend -it was you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> That was his idea. He was feared -you might stop his smoking.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> And so I will.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> What’s the treatment?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>writing after consideration on a -piece of paper</em>). One of them mustard leaves.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> (<em>taking the paper</em>). Is there no -medicine?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>faltering</em>). I’m a little feared -about medicine, Mrs. Maloney.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> He’ll be a kind of low-spirited if -there’s not a lick of medicine.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Have you any in the house?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> There’s what was left over of the -powders my lodger had when the kettle fell on -his foot.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_47"></a>[47]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You could give him one of -them when the cough is troublesome. Good -night, Mrs. Maloney.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> Thank you kindly. (<em>She puts a -penny on the table.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with polite surprise</em>). What’s -that?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> It’s the penny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> So it is! Good night, Mrs. -Maloney.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MRS. M.</span> Good night, Cinders.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She departs. The penny falls into</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> <em>box with a pleasant -clink</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Next.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A woman of 35 comes forward. She is -dejected, thin-lipped, and unlovable.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> (<em>tossing her head</em>). You’re surprised -to see <em>me</em>, I daresay.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>guardedly</em>). I haven’t the pleasure -of knowing you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> (<em>glancing at the remaining occupant of -the bench</em>). Is that man sleeping? Who is he? -I don’t know him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_48"></a>[48]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> He’s sleeping. What can I -do for you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> (<em>harshly</em>). Nothing, I daresay. I’m -at Catullo’s Buildings. Now they’re turning -me out. They say I’m not respectable.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>enlightened</em>). You’re—that -woman?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> (<em>defiantly</em>). That’s me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>shrinking</em>). I don’t think there’s -nothing I could do for you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> (<em>rather appealing</em>). Maybe there is. -I see you’ve heard my story. They say there’s -a man comes to see me at times though he has a -wife in Hoxton.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’ve heard.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> So I’m being turned out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I don’t think it’s a case for me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> Yes, it is.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Are you terrible fond of him?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> Fond of him! Damn him!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>shrinks</em>. <span class="allsmcap">MARION</span> <em>makes sure -that the man is asleep</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Cinders, they’ve got the story wrong; it’s -me as is his wife; I was married to him in a<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_49"></a>[49]</span> -church. He met that woman long after and took -up with her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What! Then why do you not -tell the truth?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> It’s my pride keeps me from telling. -I would rather be thought to be the wrong ’un -he likes than the wife the law makes him help.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Is that pride?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> It’s all the pride that’s left to me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m awful sorry for you, but -I can’t think of no advice to give you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> It’s not advice I want.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> What is it then?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> It’s pity. I fling back all the -gutter words they fling at me, but my heart, -Cinders, is wet at times. It’s wet for one to -pity me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I pity you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> You’ll tell nobody?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> Can I come in now and again at -a time?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’ll be glad to see you—if I’m -here.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_50"></a>[50]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> I’ll be slipping away now; he’s -waking up. (<em>She puts down her penny.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m not doing it for no -penny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> You’ve got to take it. That’s my -pride. But—I wish you well, Cinders.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I like you. I wish you would -wish me luck. Say ‘Good luck to you to-night, -Cinderella.’</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> Why to-night?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The little waif, so practical until now, is -afire inside again. She needs a confidant -almost as much as</em> <span class="smcap">Marion</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>hastily</em>). You see—</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The man sits up.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAN.</span> Good evening, Missis.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARION.</span> Good luck to you to-night, Cinderella.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She goes.</em>)</p> - -<p>(<em>The man slips forward and lifts the penny.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>returning to earth sharply</em>). Put -that down.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAN.</span> I was only looking at the newness of it. -I was just admiring the design.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_51"></a>[51]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The newness and the design both disappear -into the box. A bearded person wearing -the overalls of a sea-faring man lurches -down the street and enters the emporium. -Have we seen him before? Who can this -hairy monster be?</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in an incredibly gruff voice</em>). I -want a pennyworth.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>unsuspecting</em>). Sit down. (<em>She -surveys the coster.</em>) It’s you that belongs to the -shirt, isn’t it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAN.</span> Yes; is’t ready?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s ready.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>It proves to be not a shirt, but a ‘front’ of -linen, very stiff and starched. The laundress -cautiously retains possession of it.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>The charge is a penny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAN.</span> On delivery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Before delivery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAN.</span> Surely you can trust me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You’ve tried that on before, -my man. Never again! All in this street -knows my rule,—Trust in the Lord—every other -person, cash.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_52"></a>[52]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A penny and a ‘shirt’ pass between them -and he departs.</em>)</p> - -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>turns her attention to the -newcomer</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>What’s your pleasure?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Shave, please.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>quivering before his beard</em>). -Shave! I shaves in an ordinary way, but I -don’t know as I could tackle that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I thought you was a barber.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>stung</em>). I’ll get the lather.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She goes doubtfully into what she calls her -bedroom.</em></p> - -<p><em>He seizes this opportunity to survey the -room. A remarkable man this, his attention -is at once riveted on the boxes, but -before he can step on a chair and take a -peep the barber returns with the implements -of her calling. He reaches his chair in -time not to be caught by her. She brings -in a bowl of soap and water and a towel, -which she puts round him in the correct -manner.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You’re thin on the top.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_53"></a>[53]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in his winding sheet</em>). I’ve all -run to beard.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>the ever ready</em>). I have a ointment -for the hair; it is my own invention. The -price is a penny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>gruffly</em>). Beard, please.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’ve got some voice drops.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Beard, please.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>as she prepares the lather</em>). Is -the streets quiet?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>cunningly</em>). Hereabouts they are; -but there’s great doings in the fashionable -quarters. A ball, I’m told.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>gasping</em>). You didn’t see no -peculiar person about in this street?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> How peculiar?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Like a—a flunkey?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Did I now—or did I not?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>eagerly</em>). He would be carrying -an invite maybe; it’s a big card.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I can’t say I saw him.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Here an astonishing thing happens. The -head of a child rises from one of the boxes. -She is unseen by either of the mortals.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_54"></a>[54]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>considering the beard</em>). How do -I start with the like of this?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> First you saws....</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She attempts to saw. The beard comes off -in her hand.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>recognising his face</em>). You!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>stepping triumphantly out of his -disguise</em>). Me!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>As sometimes happens, however, the one -who means to give the surprise gets a -greater. At sight of his dreaded uniform -the child screams, whereat two other children -in other boxes bob up and scream also. It is -some time before the policeman can speak.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>So that’s what the boxes was for!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>feebly</em>). Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>portentously</em>). Who and what are -these phenomenons?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>protectingly</em>). Don’t be frightened, -children. Down!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They disappear obediently.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>There’s no wrong in it. They’re just me -trying to do my bit. It’s said all should do their -bit in war-time. It was into a hospital I wanted<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_55"></a>[55]</span> -to go to nurse the wounded soldiers. I offered -myself at every hospital door, but none would -have me, so this was all I could do.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You’re taking care of them?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She nods.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Sounds all right. Neighbours’ children?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> The brown box is. She’s half -of an orphan, her father’s a bluejacket, so, of -course, I said I would.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You need say no more. I pass -little bluejacket.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Those other two is allies. She’s -French—and her’s a Belgy—(<em>calls</em>). Marie-Therese.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The French child sits up.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Speak your language to the gentleman, Marie-Therese.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> Bon soir, monsieur—comment -portez-vous? Je t’aime. (<em>She curtseys charmingly -to him from the box.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Well, I’m ——d!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Delphine.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The Belgian looks up.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Make votre bow.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_56"></a>[56]</span></p> - -<p>Gladys!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The English child bobs up.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>A friend, Gladys.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> <em>and the policeman grin to each -other</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> What cheer!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Monsieur is a Britain’s defender.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> Oh, la, la! Parlez-vous français, -monsieur? Non! I blow you two kisses, -monsieur—the one is to you (<em>kisses hand</em>) to -keep, the other you will give—(<em>kisses hand</em>) to -Kitch.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>writing</em>). Sends kiss to Lord -Kitchener.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She’s the one that does most -of the talking.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>who is getting friendly</em>). I suppose -that other box is an empty.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> <em>mouth closes</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Is that box empty?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s not exactly empty.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> What’s inside?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She’s the littlest.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_57"></a>[57]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The children exchange glances and she -is severe.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Couchy.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They disappear.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> An ally?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She’s—she’s—Swiss.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>lowering</em>). Now then!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She’s not exactly Swiss. You -can guess now what she is.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>grave</em>). This puts me in a very -difficult position.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>beginning to cry</em>). Nobody would -take her. She was left over. I tried not to -take her. I’m a patriot, I am. But there she -was—left over—and her so terrible little—I -couldn’t help taking her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I dunno. (<em>Quite unfairly.</em>) If -her folk had been in your place and you in -hers, they would have shown neither mercy nor -pity for you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>stoutly</em>). That makes no difference.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>Was this the great moment?</em>). I -think there’s something uncommon about you.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_58"></a>[58]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>pleased</em>). About <em>me</em>?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I suppose she’s sleeping.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Not her!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> What’s she doing?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> She’s strafing!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Who’s she strafing?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Very likely you. She misses -nobody. You see I’ve put some barb-wire -round her box.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I see now.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s not really barb-wire. It’s -worsted. I was feared the wire would hurt her. -But it just makes a difference.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> How do the others get on with -her?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I makes them get on with her. -Of course there’s tongues out, and little things -like that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Were the foreign children shy -of you at first?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Not as soon as they heard my -name. ‘Oh, are you Cinderella?’ they said, -in their various languages—and ‘when’s the -ball?’ they said.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_59"></a>[59]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Somebody must have telled -them about you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>happy</em>). Not here. They had -heard about me in their foreign lands. Everybody -knows Cinderella, it’s fine. Even her—(<em>indicating -German</em>) the moment I mentioned my -name—‘Where’s your ugly sisters?’ says she, -looking round.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Sisters? It’s new to me, your -having sisters. (<em>He produces his note book.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>uneasily</em>). It’s kind of staggering -to me, too. I haven’t been able to manage -them yet, but they’ll be at the ball.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It’s queer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It <em>is</em> queer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> (<em>sitting down with her</em>). How do -you know this ball’s to-night?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It had to be some night. You -see, after I closes my business I have chats with -the children about things, and naturally it’s -mostly about the ball. I put it off as long as I -could, but it had to be some night—and this is -the night.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You mean it’s make-believe?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_60"></a>[60]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>almost fiercely</em>). None of that!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>shaking his head</em>). I don’t like it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>shining</em>). You wouldn’t say -that if you heard the blasts on the trumpet and -loud roars of ‘Make way for the Lady Cinderella!’</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Three heads pop up again.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Lady?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>in a tremble of exultation</em>). That’s -me. That’s what you’re called at royal balls. -Then loud huzzas is heard outside from the -excited popu-lace, for by this time the fame of -my beauty has spread like wild-fire through the -streets, and folks is hanging out at windows and -climbing lamp-posts to catch a sight of me.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Delight of the children.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> My sakes, you see the whole -thing clear!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I see it from beginning to end—like -as if I could touch it—the gold walls and -the throne, and the lamp-posts and the horses.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> The horses?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> ... Well, the competitors. -The speeches—everything. If only I had my<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_61"></a>[61]</span> -invite! That wasn’t a knock at the door, -was it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>so carried away that he goes to see</em>). -No.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>vindictively</em>). I daresay that -flunkey’s sitting drinking in some public-house.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Here</em> <span class="allsmcap">MARIE-THERESE</span> <em>and</em> <span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span>, <em>who -have been communicating across their boxes, -politely invite the</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>to go away</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> Bonne nuit, Monsieur.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> Did you say you was going, Mister?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> They’re wonderful polite.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I doubt that’s not politeness. -The naughties—they’re asking you to go away.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Oh! (<em>He rises with hauteur.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You see we’re to have a bite -of supper before I start—to celebrate the -night.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Supper with the kids! When I -was a kid in the country at Badgery—you’ve -done it again!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Done what?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with that strange feeling of being at -home</em>). I suppose I would be in the way?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_62"></a>[62]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> There’s not very much to eat. -There’s just one for each.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I’ve had my supper.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>seeing her way</em>). Have you? -Then I would be very pleased if you would stay.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Thank you kindly.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She prepares the table for the feast. Eyes -sparkle from the boxes.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>shining</em>). This is the first party -we’ve ever had. Please keep an eye on the door -in case there’s a knock.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She darts into her bedroom, and her -charges are more at their ease.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE</span> (<em>sitting up, the better to display her -nightgown</em>). Monsieur, Monsieur, Voilà!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> Cinderella made it out of watching -a shop window.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>like one who has known his hostess -from infancy</em>). Just like her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE</span> (<em>holding up a finger that is adorned -with a ring</em>). Monsieur!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>more practical</em>). The fire’s going out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>recklessly</em>). In with another -penny. (<em>He feeds the fire with that noble coin.</em>)<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_63"></a>[63]</span> -Fellow allies, I’m just going to take a peep into -the German trench! Hah!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He stealthily mounts a chair and puts his -hand into Gretchen’s box. We must presume -that it is bitten by the invisible -occupant, for he withdraws it hurriedly to -the hearty delight of the spectators. This -mirth changes to rapture as</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>makes a conceited entrance carrying a jug -of milk and five hot potatoes in their jackets. -Handsomely laden as she is, it is her attire -that calls forth the applause. She is now -wearing the traditional short brown dress -of</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>, <em>and her hair hangs loose. -She tries to look modest.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>displaying herself</em>). What do -you think?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>again in Badgery</em>). Great! Turn -round. And I suppose you made it yourself -out of a shop window?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, we didn’t need no shop -window; we all knew exactly what I was wearing -when the knock came.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> Of course we did.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_64"></a>[64]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A potato is passed up to each and a cup of -milk between two. There is also a delicious -saucerful of melted lard into which they dip.</em> -<span class="allsmcap">GRETCHEN</span> <em>is now as much in evidence as -the others, and quite as attractive—the fun -becomes fast and furious</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>to</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span>). A potato?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> No, I thank you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>. Just a snack?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Thank you.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She shares with him.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> A little dip?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> No, I thank you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Just to look friendly.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I thank you. (<em>Dipping.</em>) To -you, Cinderella.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I thank you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>proposing a toast</em>). The King!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>rather consciously</em>). And the -Prince of Wales.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> And father.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> The King, the Prince of Wales, -and father.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_65"></a>[65]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The toast is drunk, dipped and eaten with -acclamation.</em> <span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span>, <em>uninvited, recites -‘The Mariners of England.’</em> <span class="allsmcap">MARIE-THERESE</span> -<em>follows (without waiting for the -end) with the Marseillaise, and</em> <span class="allsmcap">GRETCHEN</span> -<em>puts out her tongue at both. Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> -<em>having intimated that he desires to propose -another toast of a more lengthy character, -the children are lifted down and placed in -their nightgowns at the table</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>suddenly becoming nervous</em>). I -have now the honour to propose absent -friends.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>with an inspiration to which</em> <span class="allsmcap">MARIE-THERESE</span> -<em>bows elegantly</em>). Vive la France!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I mean our friends at the Front. -And they have their children, too. Your boxes -we know about, but I daresay there’s many -similar and even queerer places, where the -children, the smallest of our allies, are sleeping -this night within the sound of shells.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> La petite Belgique. La pauvre -enfant!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DELPHINE</span> (<em>proudly</em>). Me!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> So here’s to absent friends—</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_66"></a>[66]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>with another inspiration</em>). Absent -boxes!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Absent boxes! And there’s a -party we know about who would like uncommon -to have the charge of the lot of them—(<em>looking -at Cinderella</em>). And I couples the toast with -the name of the said party.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>giving a pennyworth for nothing</em>). -Kind friends, it would be pretending of me not to -let on that I know I am the party referred to by -the last speaker—in far too flattersome words. -When I look about me and see just four boxes I -am a kind of shamed, but it wasn’t very convenient -to me to have more. I will now conclude -by saying I wish I was the old woman that -lived in a shoe, and it doesn’t matter how many -I had I would have known fine what to do. -The end.</p> - -<p>(<em>After further diversion.</em>) It’s a fine party. -I hope your potato is mealy?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I never had a better tatie.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Don’t spare the skins.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> But you’re eating nothing yourself.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_67"></a>[67]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m not hungry. And, of course, -I’ll be expected to take a bite at the ball.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>This reminder of the ball spoils the</em> -<span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN’S</span> <em>enjoyment</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I wish—you wasn’t so sure of -the ball.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>in defence</em>). Why shouldn’t she not -be sure of it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DELPHINE.</span> Pourquoi, Monsieur?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>rather hotly</em>). Don’t say things -like that here.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> Has Monsieur by chance seen God-mamma -coming?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> God-mamma?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> That’s my Godmother; she -brings my ball dress and a carriage with four -ponies.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> Then away she goes to the ball—hooray—hooray!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s all perfectly simple once -Godmother comes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with unconscious sarcasm</em>). I can -see she’s important.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with the dreadful sinking that<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_68"></a>[68]</span> -comes to her at times</em>). You think she’ll come, -don’t you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Cinderella, your hand’s burning—and -in this cold room.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Say you think she’ll come.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I—well, I.... I....</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>imploringly</em>). Say it, Mister!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DELPHINE</span> (<em>begging</em>). Monsieur! Monsieur!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE.</span> If it is that you love me, Monsieur!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in distress</em>). I question of there -was ever before a member of the Force in such a -position. (<em>Yielding.</em>) I expect she’ll come.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>This settles it in the opinion of the children, -but their eyes are too bright for such a late -hour, and they are ordered to bed. Our</em> -<span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>replaces them in their boxes</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> One—two—three . . . couchy!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They disappear.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>awkwardly and trying to hedge</em>). -Of course this is an out-of-the-way little street -for a Godmother to find.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Yes, I’ve thought of that. -I’d best go and hang about outside; she would -know me by my dress.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_69"></a>[69]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>hastily</em>). I wouldn’t do that. -It’s a cold night. (<em>He wanders about the room -eyeing her sideways.</em>) Balls is always late -things.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m none so sure. In war-time, -you see, with the streets so dark and the -King so kind, it would be just like him to begin -early and close at ten instead of twelve. I must -leave before twelve. If I don’t, there’s terrible -disasters happens.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>unable to follow this</em>). The ball -might be put off owing to the Prince of Wales -being in France.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> He catched the last boat. I’ll -go out and watch.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>desperate</em>). Stay where you are, -and—and I’ll have a look for her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You’re too kind.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Not at all. I must be stepping -at any rate. If I can lay hands on her I’ll -march her here, though I have to put the handcuffs -on her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>looking up</em>). I think I heard a -knock!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_70"></a>[70]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>looks out, shakes his head, -and finally departs after a queer sort of -handshake with</em> <span class="allsmcap">MISS THING</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> He’s a nice man.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS.</span> Have you known him long?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>thinking it out</em>). A longish time. -He’s head of the secret police; him and me -used to play together as children down in Badgery. -His folks live in a magnificent castle, -with two doors. (<em>She becomes a little bewildered.</em>) -I’m all mixed up.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The children are soon asleep. She wanders -aimlessly to the door. The wall closes on -the little room, and we now see her standing -in the street. Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>returns and -flashes his lantern on her</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s you!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It’s me. But there’s no Godmother! -There’s not a soul.... No.... -Good night, Cinderella. Go inside.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>doggedly</em>). Not me! I don’t -feel the cold—not much. And one has to take -risks to get a Prince. The only thing I’m feared -about is my feet. If they was to swell I mightn’t<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_71"></a>[71]</span> -be able to get the slippers on, and he would have -naught to do with me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> What slippers? If you won’t -go back, I’ll stop here with you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, I think there’s more chance -of her coming if I’m alone.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I’m very troubled about you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>wistfully</em>). Do you think I’m -just a liar? Maybe I am. You see I’m all -mixed up. I’m sore in need of somebody to -help me out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I would do it if I could.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m sure. (<em>Anxiously</em>.) Are -you good at riddles?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He shakes his head.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>There’s always a riddle before you can marry -into a royal family.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>with increased gloom</em>). The whole -thing seems to be most terrible difficult.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Yes.... Good night.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> You won’t let me stay with you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He puts his lantern on the ground beside -her.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_72"></a>[72]</span></p> - -<p>What’s that for?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>humbly</em>). It’s just a sort of guard -for you. (<em>He takes off his muffler and puts it -several times round her neck.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Nice!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Good luck!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She finds it easiest just to nod in reply.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>I wish I was a Prince.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>suddenly struck by the idea</em>). -You’re kind of like him.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He goes away. She sits down on the step -to wait. She shivers. She takes the muffler -off her neck and winds it round her more -valuable feet. She falls asleep.</em></p> - -<p><em>Darkness comes, and snow. From somewhere -behind, the shadowy figure of</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> -<em>Godmother, beautiful in a Red -Cross Nurse’s uniform, is seen looking -benignantly on the waif</em>. <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>is -just a little vague, huddled form—there is -no movement</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> Cinderella, my little godchild!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with eyes unopening</em>). Is that -you, Godmother?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_73"></a>[73]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> It is I; my poor god-daughter -is all mixed up, and I have come to help her out.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You have been long in coming. -I very near gave you up.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> Sweetheart, I couldn’t come -sooner, because in these days, you know, even -the fairy godmother is with the Red Cross.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Was that the reason? I see -now; I thought perhaps you kept away because -I wasn’t a good girl.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> You have been a good brave -girl; I am well pleased with my darling godchild.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It is fine to be called darling; -it heats me up. I’ve been wearying for it, -Godmother. Life’s a kind of hard.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> It will always be hard to you, -Cinderella. I can’t promise you anything else.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I don’t suppose I could have -my three wishes, Godmother.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> I am not very powerful in these -days, Cinderella; but what are your wishes?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I would like fine to have my -ball, Godmother.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_74"></a>[74]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> You shall have your ball.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I would like to nurse the -wounded.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> You shall nurse the wounded.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I would like to be loved by the -man of my choice, Godmother.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> You shall be loved by the man -of your choice.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Thank you kindly. The ball -first, if you please, and could you squeeze in the -children so that they may see me in my glory.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GODMOTHER.</span> Now let this be my downtrodden -godchild’s ball, not as balls are, but -as they are conceived to be in a little chamber in -Cinderella’s head.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She fades from sight. In the awful stillness -we can now hear the tiny clatter of -horses infinitely small and infinitely far off. -It is the equipage of</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>. <em>Then an -unearthly trumpet sounds thrice, and the -darkness is blown away.</em></p> - -<p><em>It is the night of the most celebrated ball in -history, and we see it through our heroine’s -eyes. She has, as it were, made everything<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_75"></a>[75]</span> -with her own hands, from the cloths of gold -to the ices.</em></p> - -<p><em>Nearly everything in the ball-room is of -gold: it was only with an effort that she -checked herself from dabbing gold on the -regal countenances. You can see that she -has not passed by gin-palaces without -thinking about them. The walls and -furniture are so golden that you have but -to lean against them to acquire a competency. -There is a golden throne with gold -cloths on it, and the royal seats are three -golden rocking chairs; there would be a -fourth golden rocking chair if it were not -that</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>does not want you to guess -where she is to sit. These chairs are stuffed -to a golden corpulency. The panoply of -the throne is about twenty feet high—each -foot of pure gold; and nested on the top of -it is a golden reproduction of the grandest -thing</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has ever seen—the private -box of a theatre. In this box sit, wriggle, -and sprawl the four children in their nightgowns, -leaning over the golden parapet as<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_76"></a>[76]</span> -if to the manner born and carelessly kicking -nuggets out of it. They are shouting, -pointing, and otherwise behaving badly, -eating oranges out of paper bags, then -blowing out the bags and bursting them. -The superb scene is lit by four street lamps -with red glass. Dancing is going on: the -ladies all in white, the gentlemen in black -with swords. If you were unused to royal -balls you would think every one of these -people was worth describing separately; -but, compared to what is coming, it may be -said that</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has merely pushed -them on with her lovely foot. They are her -idea of courtiers, and have anxious expressions -as if they knew she was watching them. -They have character in the lump, if we may -put it that way, but none individually. -Thus one cannot smile or sigh, for instance, -without all the others smiling or sighing. At -night they probably sleep in two large beds, -one for ladies and one for gentlemen, and if -one of the ladies, say, wants to turn round, -she gives the signal, and they all turn simultaneously.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_77"></a>[77]</span> -As children they were not like -this; they had genuine personal traits, but -these have gradually been blotted out as they -basked in royal favour; thus, if the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> -<em>wipes his glasses they all pretend that their -glasses need wiping, and when the</em> <span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> -<em>lets her handkerchief fall they all stoop -loyally to pick up their own</em>.</p> - -<p><em>Down the golden steps at the back comes -the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span>, <em>easily recognisable by his -enormous chain</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR.</span> O yes, O yes, make way everyone -for the Lord Mayor—namely myself.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They all make way for him. Two black -boys fling open lovely curtains.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>O yes, O yes, make way every one, and also -myself, for Lord Times.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>This is a magnificent person created by</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>on learning from</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>that -the press is all powerful and that the ‘Times’ -is the press. He carries one hand behind -his back, as if it might be too risky to show -the whole of himself at once, and it is -noticeable that as he walks his feet do not<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_78"></a>[78]</span> -quite touch the ground. He is the only person -who is not a little staggered by the amount -of gold: you almost feel that he thinks -there is not quite enough of it. He very -nearly sits down on one of the royal rocking -chairs: and the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span>, <em>looking red -and unhappy, and as if he had now done -for himself, has to whisper to him that the -seats under the throne are reserved</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>O yes, O yes, make way for the Censor.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has had a good deal of trouble -over this person, of whom she has heard -a great deal in war-time, without meeting -anyone who can tell her what he is -like. She has done her best, and he is long -and black and thin, dressed as tightly as a -fish, and carries an executioner’s axe. All -fall back from him in fear, except</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD -TIMES</span>, <em>who takes a step forward, and then -the</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span> <em>falls back</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>O yes, O yes, make way everybody for his -Royal Highness the King, and his good lady -the Queen.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_79"></a>[79]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>and</em> <span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> <em>are attired like their -portraits on playing cards, who are the -only royalties</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has seen, and they -advance grandly to their rocking chairs, -looking as if they thought the whole public -was dirt, but not so much despised dirt as -dirt with good points.</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> <em>fixes -them with his eye, and the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>hastily -crosses and shakes hands with him</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>O yes, O yes, make way everyone, except -the King, and Queen, and Lord Times, for His -Highness Prince Hard-to-Please.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The heir apparent comes, preceded by -trumpeters. His dress may a little resemble -that of the extraordinary youth seen by</em> -<span class="smcap">Cinderella</span> <em>in her only pantomime, but -what quite takes our breath away is his -likeness to our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span>. <em>If the ball had -taken place a night earlier it may be hazarded -that the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>would have presented quite -a different face. It is as if</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> -<em>views of his personality had undergone -some unaccountable change, confusing even -to herself, and for a moment the whole -scene rocks, the street lamps wink, and odd<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_80"></a>[80]</span> -shadows stalk among the courtiers, shadows -of</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>, <span class="allsmcap">MARION</span>, <em>and the party in an -unfinished coat, who have surely no right -to be here. This is only momentarily; -then the palace steadies itself again.</em></p> - -<p><em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>rises, and in stately manner -addresses his guests in the words Cinderella -conceives to be proper to his royal mouth. -As he stands waiting superbly for the -applause to cease, he holds on to a strap -hanging conveniently above his head. To</em> -<span class="smcap">Cinderella</span> <em>strap-hanging on the Underground -has been a rare and romantic -privilege.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> My loyal subjects, all ’ail! I am as -proud of you as you are of me. It gives me and -my good lady much pleasure to see you ’ere by -special invite, feasting at our expense. There -is a paper bag for each, containing two sandwiches, -buttered on both sides, a piece of cake, -a hard-boiled egg, and an orange or a banana.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The cheers of the delighted courtiers gratify -him, but the vulgar children over his head -continue their rub-a-dub on the parapet<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_81"></a>[81]</span> -until he glares up at them. Even then they -continue.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Ladies and Gents all, pleasant though it is to -fill up with good victuals, that is not the chief -object of this royal invite. We are ’ere for a -solemn purpose, namely, to find a mate for our -noble son. All the beauties are waiting in the -lobby: no wonder he is excited.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>All look at the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span>, <em>who is rocking and -yawning</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>He will presently wake up; but first I want -to say—(<em>here he becomes conscious of</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span>). -What is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> Less talk.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Certainly. (<em>He sits down.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>encouraged to his feet by various royal -nudges</em>). My liege King and Queen-Mother, you -can have the competitors brought in, and I will -take a look at them; but I have no hope. My -curse is this, that I am a scoffer about females. -I can play with them for a idle hour and then -cast them from me even as I cast this banana -skin. I can find none so lovely that I may love -her for aye from the depths of my passionate<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_82"></a>[82]</span> -heart. I am so blasted particular. O yes! -O yes! (<em>He sits down and looks helpless.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>undismayed</em>). All ready?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>bows</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>All is ready, my son.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>bored</em>). Then let loose the Beauts.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>To heavenly music from the royal hurdy-gurdies -the</em> <span class="allsmcap">BEAUTIES</span> <em>descend the stairs, one -at a time. There are a dozen of the fine -creatures, in impudent confections such as</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has seen in papers in</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE’S</span> -<em>studio; some of them with ropes of hair -hanging down their proud backs as she has -seen them in a hair-dresser’s window. As -we know, she has once looked on at a horse -show, and this has coloured her conception -of a competition for a prince. The ladies -prance round the ball-room like high-stepping -steeds; it is evident that</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>has had them fed immediately before releasing -them; her pride is to show them -at their very best, and then to challenge -them.</em></p> - -<p><em>They paw the floor wantonly until</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_83"></a>[83]</span> -TIMES</span> <em>steps forward. Peace thus restored</em>, -<span class="allsmcap">HIS MAJESTY</span> <em>proceeds</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> The first duty of a royal consort being -to be <em>good</em>, the test of goodness will now be -applied by the Lord Mayor. Every competitor -who does not pass in goodness will be made -short work of.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Several ladies quake, and somewhere or -other unseen</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>is chuckling</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">ONE OF THE STEEDS.</span> I wasn’t told about this. -It isn’t fair.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>darkly</em>). If your Grace wishes -to withdraw—</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She stamps.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> The Lord Mayor will now apply the -test.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>to a gold page</em>). The therm-mo-ometers, -boy!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A whole boxful of thermometers is presented -to him by the page on bended knee. -The</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>is now in his element. -He has ridden in gold coaches and knows -what hussies young women often are. To -dainty music he trips up the line of beauties<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_84"></a>[84]</span> -and pops a tube into each pouting mouth. -The competitors circle around, showing -their paces while he stands, watch in hand, -giving them two minutes. Then airily he -withdraws the tubes; he is openly gleeful -when he finds sinners. Twice he is in -doubt, it is a very near thing, and he has -to consult the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>in whispers: the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> -<em>takes the</em> <span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> <em>aside, to whisper behind -the door as it were; then they both look at</em> -<span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span>, <em>who, without even stepping -forward, says ‘No’—and the doubtfuls are -at once bundled out of the chamber with the -certainties. Royalty sighs, and the courtiers -sigh and the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>sighs in a perfunctory -way, but there is a tossing of manes -from the beauties who have scraped through</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>stirring up the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span>, <em>who has fallen -asleep</em>). Our Royal Bud will now graciously -deign to pick out a few possibles.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>His Royal Highness yawns.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>obsequiously</em>). If your Highness -would like a little assistance—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>you never know how they will take<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_85"></a>[85]</span> -things</em>). We shall do this for ourselves, my -good fellow.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He smacks the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR’S</span> <em>face with -princely elegance. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>takes -it as a favour, and the courtiers gently -smack each other’s faces and are very proud -to be there. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>moves languidly -down the line of beauties considering their -points, occasionally nodding approval but -more often screwing up his nose. The -courtiers stand ready with nods or noses. -Several ladies think they have been chosen, -but he has only brought them into prominence -to humiliate them; he suddenly says -‘Good-bye,’ and they have to go, while he -is convulsed with merriment. He looks -sharply at the courtiers to see if they are -convulsed also, and they are. The others -are flung out.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> (<em>hanging on to her strap</em>). Does our -Royal one experience no palpitation at all?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>sleepily</em>). Ah me, ah me!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>irritated</em>). You’re well called -’Ard-to-Please. You would turn up your nose<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_86"></a>[86]</span> -at a lady though she were shaped like Apollo’s -bow.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>shrugs his shoulder to indicate -that love cannot be forced</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>darkly</em>). And now we come to -the severer test.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>With a neat action, rather like taking a lid -off a pot, the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>lets it be known -to the ladies that they must now lift their -skirts to show their feet. When this devastating -test is concluded, there are only -two competitors left in the room.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>almost as if he were thinking of -himself</em>). Can’t have Two.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Cards such as</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>saw at the horse -show, with ‘1st,’ ‘2nd,’ and ‘3rd’ on them, -are handed to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span>. <em>Like one well -used to such proceedings, he pins 2nd and -3rd into the ladies’ bodices.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> (<em>gloomily</em>). But still no first.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">CHILDREN</span> <em>applaud; they have been -interfering repeatedly</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Come, come, proud youth, you feel -no palps at all?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_87"></a>[87]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> Not a palp. Perhaps for a moment -this one’s nose—that one’s cock of the head—But -it has passed.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He drearily resumes his rocking chair. No -one seems to know what to do next.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MARIE</span> (<em>to the rescue</em>). The two Ugly Sisters! -Monsieur le Roi, the two Ugly Sisters! (<em>She -points derisively at the winners.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>badgered</em>). How did these children get -their invites?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>This is another thing that no one knows. -Once more the room rocks, and</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> -<em>passes across it as if looking for some one. -Then a growing clamour is heard outside. -Bugles sound. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> <em>goes and -returns with strange news</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR.</span> Another competitor, my King. -Make way for the Lady Cinderella!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Cinderella? I don’t know her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> (<em>nearly falling out of the box</em>). You’ll -soon know her. Now you’ll see! Somebody -wake the Prince up.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The portals are flung open, and</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>is seen alighting from her lovely<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_88"></a>[88]</span> -equipage, which we will not describe because -some one has described it before. -But note the little waggle of her foot -just before she favours the ground. We -have thought a great deal about how our</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>should be dressed for this -occasion: white of course, and she looked a -darling in it, but we boggle at its really -being of the grandest stuff and made in the -shop where the Beauties got theirs. No, -the material came from poorer warehouses -in some shabby district not far from the -street of the penny shop; her eyes had -glistened as she gazed at it through the -windows, and she paid for it with her life’s -blood, and made the frock herself. Very -possibly it was bunchy here and there.</em></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>then comes sailing down -into the ball-room, not a sound to be heard except -the ecstatic shrieks of the four children. -She is modest but calmly confident; she -knows exactly what to do. She moves -once round the room to show her gown, then -curtseys to the Royal personages; then,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_89"></a>[89]</span> -turning to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span>, <em>opens her -mouth and signs to him to pop in the thermometer. -He does it as in a dream. -Presently he is excitedly showing the -thermometer to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Marvellous! 99!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The cry is repeated from all sides. The</em> -<span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> <em>hands the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>a long pin from -her coiffure, and the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>is again -wakened</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>with his hand to his brow</em>). What, -another! Oh, all right; but you know this is -a dog’s life. (<em>He goes to</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>, <em>takes one -glance at her and resumes his chair</em>.)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>while the children blub</em>). That -settles it, I think. (<em>He is a heartless fellow.</em>) -That will do. Stand back, my girl.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>calmly</em>). I don’t think.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> It’s no good, you know.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>curtseying</em>). Noble King, there -is two bits of me thy son hath not yet seen. I -crave my rights. (<em>She points to the two bits referred -to, which are encased in the loveliest glass -slippers.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_90"></a>[90]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> True. Boy, do your duty.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> Oh, bother!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Those words are the last spoken by him in -his present state. When we see him again, -which is the moment afterwards, he is translated. -He looks the same, but so does a -clock into which new works have been put. -The change is effected quite simply by</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>delicately raising her skirt -and showing him her foot. As the exquisite -nature of the sight thus vouchsafed -to him penetrates his being a tremor passes -through his frame; his vices take flight -from him and the virtues enter. It is a -heady wakening, and he falls at her feet. -The courtiers are awkward, not knowing -whether they should fall also.</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>beams to the children, who utter ribald cries -of triumph</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>rotating on his strap</em>). Give him air! -Fill your lungs, my son!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> (<em>on hers</em>). My boy! My boy!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>quickly taking the royal cue</em>). -Oh, lady fair!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_91"></a>[91]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE’S</span> <em>palpitations increase in -violence</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN.</span> Oh, happy sight!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Oh, glorious hour!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>not sure that he was heard the first -time</em>). Oh, lady fair!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>springs to his feet. He is looking -very queer</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>probably remembering how he -looked once</em>). The Prince is about to propose!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR.</span> O yes, O yes, O yes!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Proceed, my son.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>with lover-like contortions and addressing -himself largely to the feet</em>). Dew of the -morning, garden of delight, sweet petals of enchanted -nights, the heavens have opened and -through the chink thou hast fallen at my feet, -even as I fall at thine. Thou art not one but -twain, and these the twain—Oh, pretty feet on -which my lady walks, are they but feet? O no, O -no, O no! They are so small I cannot see them. -Hie! A candle that I may see my lady’s feet!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He kisses one foot, and she holds up the -other for similar treatment.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_92"></a>[92]</span></p> - -<p>O Cinderella, if thou wilt deign to wife with -me, I’ll do my best to see that through the years -you always walk on kisses.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The courtiers resolve to walk on kisses -for evermore.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR.</span> The Prince has proposed. The -Lady Cinderella will now reply.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Lovely creature, take pity on my -royal son.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN.</span> Cinderella, be my daughter.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>succinctly</em>). Yes, or no?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> There’s just one thing. Before -I answer, I would like that little glass -thing to be put in his mouth.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>staggered</em>). The Ther-mo-mo-meter?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> In our <em>Prince’s</em> mouth!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> Why not?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Just to make sure that he is good.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>with a sinking</em>). Oh, I say!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">QUEEN.</span> Of course he is good, Cinderella—he -is our son.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>doggedly</em>). I would like it put -in his mouth.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_93"></a>[93]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> But—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>alarmed</em>). Pater!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> It must be done.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The test is therefore made. The royal -mouth has to open to the thermometer, which -is presently passed to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>for examination. -He looks very grave. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> -<em>seizes the tell-tale thing, and with a happy -thought lets it fall</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> 99!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The joyous cry is taken up by all, and</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>goes divinely on one knee to -her lord and master</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>simply</em>). I accepts.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>when the uproar has ceased</em>). All make -merry! The fire is going low. (<em>Recklessly.</em>) In -with another shilling!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A shilling is dumped into the shilling-in-the-slot -stove, which blazes up. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> -<em>puts his arm round his love</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>again remembering his day of -days</em>). My Prince, not so fast. There is still -the riddle.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> I had forgotten.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_94"></a>[94]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>quaking</em>). I was feared there -would be a riddle.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>prompted by</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span>). Know ye all, -my subjects, that before blue blood can wed -there is a riddle; and she who cannot guess it—(<em>darkly</em>) -is taken away and censored.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span> <em>with his axe comes into sudden -prominence behind</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>and the two -other competitors</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>My Lord Times, the riddle!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> I hold in my one hand the riddle, -and in the other the answer in a sealed envelope, -to prevent any suspicion of hanky-panky. -Third prize, forward! Now, my child, this is -the riddle. On the night of the Zeppelin raids, -what was it that everyone rushed to save first?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">3RD PRIZE.</span> The children.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> Children not included.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The lady is at a loss.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> Time’s up! Hoo-ray!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He signs callously to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span>, <em>who -disappears with his victim through a side -door, to reappear presently, wiping his -axe and skipping gaily</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_95"></a>[95]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> Second prize, forward. Now, -Duchess, answer.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">2ND PRIZE.</span> Her jewels!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> <em>shakes his head</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> (<em>brightly</em>). Off with her head! Drown -her in a bucket!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span> <em>again removes the lady and -does his fell work</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES.</span> First prize, forward. Now, -Cinderella, answer.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span>, <em>a kindly man but used to -his calling, puts his hand on her shoulder, -to lead her away. She removes it without -looking at him.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s not a catch, is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>hotly</em>). No, indeed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> There’s just one thing all true -Britons would be anxious about.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>who has been allowed to break the envelope -and read the answer</em>). But what, Cinderella—what?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>hedging again</em>). What, chit?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Their love-letters.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> and <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> (<em>together, but</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_96"></a>[96]</span></span> -<em>a little in front</em>). The fair Cinderella has solved -the riddle!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span> (<em>promptly</em>). Oh, fair lady!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>remembering the Venus</em>). There’s -just one thing that makes it not quite a perfect -ball. I wanted Mrs. Bodie to be one of the competitors—so -as I could beat her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> Send for her at once. Take a -taxi.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A courtier rushes out whistling, and -returns with</em> <span class="allsmcap">VENUS</span>, <em>now imbued with life. -Her arms go out wantonly to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span>. -<em>He signs to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">CENSOR</span>, <em>who takes her away -and breaks her up</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> I crave a boon. The wedding at -once, my lord.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> <em>signifies assent</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING.</span> The marriage ceremony will now take -place.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>calling to the children</em>). Bridesmaids!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They rush down and become her bridesmaids. -At the top of the stair appears a -penguin—a penguin or a bishop, they melt<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_97"></a>[97]</span> -into each other on great occasions. The -regal couple kneel.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PENGUIN.</span> Do you, O Prince, take this lady -to be your delightful wife—and to adore her -for ever?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PRINCE.</span> I do, I do! Oh, I do, I do indeed! -I do—I do—I do!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PENGUIN.</span> Do you, Cinderella, loveliest of -your sex, take this Prince for husband, and to -love, honour, and obey him?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>primly</em>). If you please.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PENGUIN.</span> The ring?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>It is</em> <span class="allsmcap">MARIE-THERESE’S</span> <em>great hour; she -passes her ring to</em> <span class="smcap">Cinderella</span>, <em>who is married -in it. Triumphant music swells out as a -crown is put upon our Princess’s head, and -an extraordinary long train attached to her -person. Her husband and she move dreamily -round the ball-room, the children holding -up the train.</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> <em>with exquisite -taste falls in behind them. Then follow the -courtiers, all dreamily; and completing the -noble procession is the</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD MAYOR</span>, <em>holding -aloft on a pole an enormous penny. It has<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_98"></a>[98]</span> -the face of</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>on one side of it—the -penny which to those who know life is -the most romantic of coins unless its little -brother has done better.</em></p> - -<p><em>The music, despite better intentions, -begins to lose its head. It obviously wants -to dance. Everyone wants to dance. Even</em> -<span class="allsmcap">LORD TIMES</span> <em>has trouble with his legs</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">KING</span> (<em>threatening, supplicating</em>). Don’t dance -yet. I’ve got a surprise for you. Don’t dance. -I haven’t told you about it, so as to keep you -on the wonder.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>In vain do they try to control themselves.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>It’s ices!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>All stop dancing.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>(<em>Hoarsely.</em>) There’s an ice-cream for everybody.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Amid applause the royal ice-cream barrow -is wheeled on by haughty menials who fill the -paper sieves with dabs of the luscious condiment. -The paper sieves are of gold, but -there are no spoons. The children, drunk -with expectation, forget their manners and -sit on the throne. Somehow</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_99"></a>[99]</span></span> -<em>penny clients drift in again, each carrying -a sieve.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>None touches till one royal lick has been taken -by us four.... (<em>He gives them a toast.</em>) To -the Bridal Pair!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>At the royal word ‘Go!’</em> <span class="allsmcap">ALL</span> <em>attack the -ices with their tongues, greedily but gracefully. -They end in the approved manner -by gobbling up the sieves. It is especially -charming to see the last of</em> <span class="allsmcap">LORD TIME’S</span> -<em>sieve unbend. The music becomes irresistible. -If you did not dance you would be -abandoned by your legs. It is as if a -golden coin had been dropped into a golden -slot. Ranks are levelled. The</em> <span class="allsmcap">KING</span> <em>asks</em> -<span class="allsmcap">GLADYS</span> <em>for this one; the</em> <span class="allsmcap">QUEEN</span> <em>is whisked -away by</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>. <em>Perhaps they dance -like costers: if you had time to reflect you -might think it a scene in the streets. It becomes -too merry to last; couples are whirled -through the walls as if the floor itself were -rotating: soon</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>and her</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> -<em>dance alone. It is then that the clock begins -to strike twelve.</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>should fly<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_100"></a>[100]</span> -now, or woe befall her. Alas, she hears -nothing save the whispers of her lover. The -hour has struck, and her glorious gown -shrinks slowly into the tattered frock of a -girl with a broom. Too late she huddles on -the floor to conceal the change. In another -moment the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>must see. The children -gather round her with little cries, and, -spreading out their nightgowns to conceal -her, rush her from the scene. It is then -that the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE</span> <em>discovers his loss. In a -frenzy he calls her sweet name. The bewildered -girl has even forgotten to drop the -slipper, without which he shall never find -her.</em> <span class="allsmcap">MARIE-THERESE</span>, <em>the ever-vigilant, -steals back with it, and leaves it on the -floor</em>.</p> - -<p><em>The ball-room is growing dark. The -lamps have gone out. There is no light save -the tiniest glow, which has been showing on -the floor all the time, unregarded by us. It -seems to come from a policeman’s lantern. -The gold is all washed out by the odd streaks -of white that come down like rain. Soon<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_101"></a>[101]</span> -the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PRINCE’S</span> <em>cry of</em> ‘<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA, CINDERELLA</span>’ -<em>dies away. It is no longer a ball-room on -which the lantern sheds this feeble ray. -It is the street outside</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> <em>door, a -white street now, silent in snow. The child -in her rags, the policeman’s scarf still -round her precious feet, is asleep on the -door step, very little life left in her, very -little oil left in the lantern.</em>)</p> -</div> -</div> - - - - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop"> -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_102"></a>[102]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="III">III</h2> - -<p><em>The retreat in which</em> <span class="smcap">Cinderella</span> <em>is to be found two -months later has been described to us by our policeman -with becoming awe. It seems to be a very pleasant -house near the sea, and possibly in pre-war days -people were at ease in it. None of that, says the -policeman emphatically, with</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>in charge. -He could wink discreetly at</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>in absence, but -was prepared to say on oath that no one ever winked -at her when she was present. In the old days he had -been more than a passive observer of the suffragette in -action, had even been bitten by them in the way of -business; had not then gone into the question of their -suitability for the vote, but liked the pluck of them; -had no objection to his feelings on the woman movement -being summed up in this way, that he had vaguely -disapproved of their object, but had admired their -methods. After knowing</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>he must admit -that his views about their object had undergone a -change; was now a whole-hearted supporter, felt in -his bones that</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>was born to command: -astonishing thing about her that she did it so natural-like.<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_103"></a>[103]</span> -She was not in the least mannish or bullying; -she was a very ladylike sort of person, a bit careful -about the doing of her hair, and the set of her hat, -and she had a soft voice, though what you might call -an arbitrary manner. Very noticeable the way she -fixed you with her steely eye. In appearance she was -very like her room at the retreat, or the room was very -like her; everything in cruel good order, as you might -say; an extraordinarily decorous writing table near -the centre, the sort of table against which you instinctively -stood and waited to make your deposition; -the friendliest thing in the room (to a policeman) was -the book-cases with wire doors, because the books -looked through the wires at you in a homely way like -prisoners. It was a sunny room at times, but this did -not take away from its likeness to the doctor, who could -also smile on occasion.</em></p> - -<p><em>Into this room</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>is shown on a summer -afternoon by a maid with no nonsense about her in -working hours.</em></p> - - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAID</span> (<em>who knows that male visitors should be -impressed at once</em>). This way, sir; I shall see -whether Dr. Bodie is disengaged.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>doggedly</em>). <em>Miss</em> Bodie.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_104"></a>[104]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAID</span> (<em>with firm sweetness</em>). Dr. Bodie, sir. -What name shall I say?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>wincing</em>). Mr. Bodie. Her brother.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAID</span> (<em>unmoved</em>). I shall tell Dr. Bodie, sir.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>a fighter to the last</em>). Miss Bodie.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">MAID.</span> Dr. Bodie, sir.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He is surveying the room with manly disapproval -when his sister appears and greets -him. She is all that the policeman has -said of her, and more; if we did not have a -heroine already we would choose</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span>. -<em>At the same time it cannot be denied that -she is enough to make any brother wince. -For instance, immediately she has passed -him the time of day, she seems to be considering -his case. Perhaps this is because she -has caught him frowning at her stethescope. -There is certainly a twinkle somewhere -about her face. Before he can step back -indignantly she raises one of his eyelids -and comes to a conclusion.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Oh dear! Well, Dick, it’s -entirely your own fault.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_105"></a>[105]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>has a curious trick of kicking -backwards with one foot when people take -liberties with him, and a liberty has been -taken with him now.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Kick away Dick, but you needn’t pretend that -you have no faith in me as a medical man; for -when you are really ill you always take the first -train down here. In your heart I am the only -doctor you believe in.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Stuff, Nellie.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Then why did you put Cinderella -under my care?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I didn’t know where else to send her -when she was discharged from the hospital. Had -to give her a chance of picking up. (<em>Thawing.</em>) -It was good of you to give her board and lodging.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>sitting down to her day-book</em>). Not -at all. I’ll send you in a whacking bill for her -presently.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>kicking</em>). Well, I’ve come all this -way to see her. How is she getting on, Nellie?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> She is in the garden. I daresay -you can see her from the window.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I see some men only; I believe they -are wounded Tommies.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_106"></a>[106]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Yes. There’s a Convalescent -Home down here. That is part of my job. Do -the men look as if they were gathering round -anything?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> They do.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Ah! Then that is Cinderella. -She is now bossing the British Army, Dick.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I might have guessed it. (<em>Chuckling.</em>) -Does she charge a penny?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Not to the military.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Nellie, I have had some inquiries -made lately about her parents.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> She doesn’t know much about -them herself.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> No, and we needn’t tell her this. -Her mother—ah well, poor soul!—and the father -was a very bad egg. And from that soil, Nellie, -this flower has sprung. Nobody to tend it. -Can’t you see little Cinderella with her watering-can -carefully bringing up herself. I wish I -could paint that picture.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Perhaps</em> <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>sees the picture even -more clearly than he does</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>I see her now. She’s on a bed, Nellie.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_107"></a>[107]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Yes. That is for convenience, -for wheeling her about.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>waving</em>). She sees me. And how is -she, Nell?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> She is always bright—perhaps -too bright.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Can’t be too bright.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>controlling her feelings</em>). A girl -who is found frozen in the street by a policeman -and taken to a London Hospital, where she has -pneumonia—poor little waif! You know, she -is very frail, Dick.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I know; but she will get better, -won’t she?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He has said it confidently, but his sister -looks at him and turns away. He is -startled.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Come, Nellie, she is going to get better, isn’t she?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>shaking her head</em>). There isn’t -much chance, Dick. Her body and soul have -had to do too long without the little things they -needed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> She shall have them now, I promise. -What are they?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_108"></a>[108]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> First of all, just food. She has -been half starved all her life. And then human -affection. She has been starved of that also; -she who has such a genius for it.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She goes to the window and calls.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> No. 7, bring Cinderella in -here.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>in her bed is wheeled in -through the window by the soldier</em>, <span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>. -<em>She is wearing a probationer’s cap and -dressing jacket. The bed is a simple iron -one, small and low, of the kind that was so -common in war hospitals; it is on tiny -pneumatic wheels with ball bearings for -easy propulsion. Though frail</em>, <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> -<em>is full of glee</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Hurray, Cinderella!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Hurray! Isn’t it lovely. I’m -glad you’ve seen me in my carriage. When I -saw there was visitor I thought at first it might -be David.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> David? I didn’t know you.... Is -he a relative?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_109"></a>[109]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>finds this extremely funny—so does</em> -<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>; <em>even the</em> <span class="allsmcap">DOCTOR</span> <em>is discreetly -amused</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>to Danny</em>). Tell the men that! -He’s not exactly a relative. (<em>She pulls Mr. -Bodie down by the lapels of his coat.</em>) He’s just -that great big ridiculous policeman!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Oho! Our policeman again! Does -he come all this way to see you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>her shoulders rising in pride</em>). -Twice already; and he’s coming again to-day! -Mr. Bodie, get the Doctor to take you over the -Convalescent Home. There’s a field with cows -in it, a whole litter of them! And the larder? -There’s barrel upon barrel full of eggs and sawdust, -and Danny says—this is Danny—</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>, <em>who is slightly lame and is in -hospital blue, comes to attention</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Danny says the hens lay in the barrels so as to -save time in packing.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> <em>finds the severe eye of the Doctor -upon him and is abashed</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Mr. Bodie, look! (<em>displaying her cap</em>). The -Doctor lets me wear it; it makes me half a -nurse, a kind of nurse’s help. I make bandages,<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_110"></a>[110]</span> -and they’re took away in glass bottles and -sterilized. Mr. Bodie, as sure as death I’m -doing something for my country.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Cinderella, you’re talking too -much.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>subsiding meekly</em>). Yes, Doctor.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Dick, I’m going over to the -hospital presently. If you like to come with -me—<em>really</em> want to see it—no affected interest—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Thanks, I should like it—Dr. Bodie.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>to Danny</em>). You’re not required -any more, No. 7.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> <em>is going thankfully, but she suddenly -pulls him forward to examine his -face</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>No. 7, you are wearing that brown eye again.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>who has a glass eye</em>). Yes, Doctor—you -see it’s like this. First they sent me a -brown eye. Then some meddlesome person -finds out my natural eye is blue. So then they -sends me a blue eye.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DOCTOR.</span> Yes, where is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> It was a beautiful eye, Doctor—but -I had taken a fancy to little browny. And I<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_111"></a>[111]</span> -have a young lady; so I took the liberty of -having the blue eye made up into a brooch and -I sent it to her.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>without moving a muscle</em>). I shall -report you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>when the martinet and Danny have gone</em>). -Are you afraid of her, Cinderella? I am.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No! She sometimes dashes -me, but she is a fearful kind lady. (<em>She pulls -him down again for further important revelations.</em>) -She’s very particular about her feet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>staggered</em>). Is she! In a feminine -way?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Hurray! Then I have her. The -Achilles Heel! (<em>He is once more jerked down.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I have a spring bed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Ah!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>in some awe</em>). The first time I -woke in hospital, an angel with streamers was -standing there holding a tray in her hand, and -on the tray was a boiled egg. Then I thought -it was the egg you get the day before you -die.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_112"></a>[112]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> What egg is that?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>who in the course of a troubled life -has acquired much miscellaneous information</em>). -In the Workhouse you always get an egg to your -tea the day before you die. (<em>She whispers.</em>) I -know now I’m not the real Cinderella.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>taking her hand</em>). How did you find -out?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>gravely</em>). It’s come to me. The -more I eat the clearer I see things. I think -it was just an idea of mine; being lonely-like I -needed to have something to hang on to.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> That was it. Are you sorry you’re -not the other one?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’m glad to be just myself. -It’s a pity though about the glass slippers. -That’s a lovely idea.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Tell me about <em>Them</em>.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> The children? They’re still with -me, of course. I’m keeping my promise, and -they will be with me till you are able to take care -of them again. I have them a great deal in -the studio in the day-time.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_113"></a>[113]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>cogitating</em>). I wonder if that’s -wise.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Oh, they don’t disturb me much.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I was meaning perhaps the -smell of the paint would be bad for them.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I see! Of course I could give up -painting!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>innocently</em>). I think that would -be safest.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>kicks</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Are you kind to Gretchen?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> I hope so. I feel it’s my duty.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>with a sinking</em>). It’ll not be no -use for Gretchen if that’s how you do it. I’m -sure I should get up. (<em>She attempts to rise.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Now, now!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Are you fond of her, especially -when she’s bad?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>hurriedly</em>). Yes, I am, I am! But -she’s never bad! they are all good, they are -like angels.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>despairing</em>). Then they’re -cheating you. Where’s my boots?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Quiet! That’s all right.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_114"></a>[114]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>A pretty and not very competent</em> <span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> -<em>comes in at the window, carrying -fishing rods, followed by</em> <span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> <em>with -croquet mallets and balls</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>laden</em>). I want to shake hands -with you, Mr. Bodie, but you see how I am -placed.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Do your pretty bow at any -rate.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The attractive girl does her pretty bow to</em> -<span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span>. <em>It is one of the few things she -does well, and will probably by and by -bring her into some safe matrimonial -harbour; but in her country’s great hour -she is of less value to it than a ball of twine. -She is of a nice nature and would like to be -of use, but things slip through her hands as -through her mind; she cannot even carry a -few lengths of fishing rods without an appeal -to heaven. She is counting the pieces -now with puckered brow.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>one of the few men in the world who -can carry four croquet balls in two hands</em>). You -see, sir, there is a pond in the garden, and we<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_115"></a>[115]</span> -have a fishing competition; and as there are not -enough rods the men hides them so as to be sure -of having a rod next day.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> It is very unfair to the others, -Danny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>warmly</em>). That’s what I say, Nurse.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> The Matron found a rod the -other morning hidden beneath one of the men’s -mattresses.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> The odd thing is how he could -have got it to the house without being seen. (<em>Her -counting of the pieces ends in her discomfiture.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Anything wrong?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> There are only nine pieces. -A whole rod is missing!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>trembling for her</em>). Nurse, I’m -so sorry!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> After all, it’s a trivial matter, -isn’t it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>her beautiful empty eyes filling</em>). -Trivial! I’m responsible. Just think what -Doctor Bodie will say to me!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE.</span> Are you afraid of her too?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Afraid! I should think I am.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_116"></a>[116]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> And so am I.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Before</em> <span class="allsmcap">MR. BODIE</span> <em>has time to kick, the -terrible one reappears</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> I’m going over to the Home now, -Dick. You must come at once, if you are coming.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>cowed and getting his coat</em>). Yes, all -right.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> A great coat on a day like this! -Absurd!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">BODIE</span> (<em>remembering what</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>has told -him and pointing sternly</em>). French shoes on -roads like these, ridiculous!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>kicks this time—it is evidently -a family trait. Delight of</em> <span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> No. 7, you needn’t grin unless -there is a reason! Is there a reason?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> No, no, Doctor.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Fishing rods all right this time, -Nurse?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>faltering</em>). I’m so ashamed, -Doctor Bodie—there is one missing.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Again! I must ask you, Nurse, -to report yourself to the Matron.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>crushed</em>). Yes, Doctor Bodie.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_117"></a>[117]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>observing that</em> <span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> <em>is stealing -away unobtrusively</em>). No. 7!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>still backing</em>). Yes, Doctor.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Come here. What is the matter -with your right leg? It seems stiff.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>with the noble resignation of Tommies, -of which he has read in the papers</em>). It’s a twinge -of the old stiffness come back, Doctor. I think -there’s a touch of east in the wind. The least -touch of east seems to find the hole that bullet -made. But I’m not complaining.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>brutally</em>). No, it is I who am -complaining.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She feels his leg professionally.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>Give me that fishing rod.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The long-suffering man unbuttons, and to -his evident astonishment produces the missing -rod.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>without hope but in character</em>). Well, -I am surprised!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> You will be more surprised -presently. Come along, Dick.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She takes her brother away.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>the magnanimous</em>). She’s great!<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_118"></a>[118]</span> -Words couldn’t express my admiration for that -woman—lady—man—doctor.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> How mean of you, Danny—to -get me into trouble.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>in the public school manner</em>). Sorry. -But I’ll have to pay for this. (<em>Seeing visions.</em>) -She has a way of locking one up in the -bathroom.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>with spirit</em>). Let us three conspirators -combine to defy her. Carried. Proposed, -that No. 7, being a male, conveys our -challenge to her. Carried.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>gleefully</em>). Go on, Danny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>of the bull-dog breed</em>). I never could -refuse the ladies. (<em>He uses the stethescope as a -telephone.</em>) Give me the Convalescent Home, -please. Is that you, Doctor? How are you? -We’ve just rung up to defy you. Now, now, -not another word, or I’ll have you locked up in -the bathroom. Wait a mo; there’s a nurse -here wants to give you a piece of her mind.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>with the stethescope</em>). Is that -you, Miss Bodie? What? No, I have decided -not to call you Dr. Bodie any more.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_119"></a>[119]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Alas</em>, <span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> <em>returns unseen by the -window and hears her</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>Please to report yourself as in disgrace at once -to the Matron. That will do. Good-bye. Run -along. Heavens, if she had caught us!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> It would have meant permanent -residence in bathroom for me.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>It is then that they see her.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>after an awful pause</em>). I have come -back for my stethescope, Nurse.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> <em>can think of no suitable -reply</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>searching his person</em>). I don’t think -I have it, Doctor.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE.</span> Don’t be a fool, No. 7.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>surrendering it</em>). Here it is, -Dr. Bodie, I—I—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DR. BODIE</span> (<em>charmingly</em>). Thank you. And, -my dear, don’t be always Doctor Bodieing -me. That, of course, at the Home, and on -duty, but here in my house you are my guest. -I am Miss Bodie to you here. Don’t let me -forget that I am a woman. I assure you I value -that privilege. (<em>She lingers over Cinderella’s<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_120"></a>[120]</span> -pillow.</em>) Dear, you must invite Nurse and -Danny to tea with you, and all be happy together. -Little Cinderella, if I will do as a -substitute, you haven’t altogether lost your -Godmother.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She goes, shaking a reproving finger at</em> -<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> We’re done again!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>reduced to tears</em>). Horrid little -toad that I’ve been. Some one take me out -and shoot me.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The</em> <span class="allsmcap">MAID</span> <em>comes with tea things</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Allow me, maiden.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">ELLEN.</span> Dr. Bodie says I’m to bring two -more cups.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>whose manner is always that of one -who, bathroom or no bathroom, feels he is a general -favourite</em>). If you please, child.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>as soon as</em> <span class="allsmcap">ELLEN</span> <em>has gone</em>). -Dr. Bodie is an angel.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>quite surprised that he has not thought -of this before</em>). That’s what she is!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Danny, can’t you say something -comforting to poor Nurse.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_121"></a>[121]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>manfully</em>). I’m thankful to say I can. -Nurse, I’ve often had fits of remorse; and I can -assure you that they soon pass away, leaving -not a mark behind.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Dear Dr. Bodie!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Exactly. You’ve taken the words -out of my mouth. The only thing for us to -think of henceforth is what to do to please her. -Her last words to us were to draw up to the tea-table. -Are we to disregard the last words of -that sublime female?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>recovering</em>). No!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The extra cups having been brought, the -company of three settle down to their war-time -tea-party, the tray being on</em> <span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA’S</span> -<em>lap and a guest on each side of the -bed</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Our plain duty is now to attack the -victuals so as to become strong in that Wonder’s -service. Here’s to dear Dr. Bodie, and may she -find plenty to do elsewhere till this party is over.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>able to toss her head again</em>). -After all, she put us in a false position.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> That’s true. Down with her!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_122"></a>[122]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> I drink to you, Danny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>gallantly</em>). And I reply with mine.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s queer to think I’m being—what’s -the word?—hostess.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> All things are queer ever since the -dull old days before the war; and not the unqueerest -is that Daniel Duggan, once a plumber, -is now partaking of currant cake with the Lady -Charlotte something!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>nearly letting her cup fall</em>). -What?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> You weren’t supposed to know -that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Does he mean you? Are -you—?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> It’s nothing to make a fuss -about, Cinderella. How did you find out, -Danny?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Excuse me, but your haughty -manner of wringing out a dishcloth betrayed -you? My war-worn eyes, of various hues, have -had the honour of seeing the Lady Charlotte -washing the ward floor. O memorable day! -O glorified floor! O blushing dishcloth!</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_123"></a>[123]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> That was just a beginning. -Some day I hope when I rise in the profession -to be allowed to wash you, Danny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>bowing grandly</em>). The pleasure, my -lady, will be mutual. (<em>He hums a tune of the -moment.</em>)</p> - -<p>‘And when I tell them that some day washed -by her I’ll be—they’ll never believe me’—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>with abandon</em>). ‘But when I -tell them ’twas a jolly good thing for me—they’ll -all believe me!’</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> And when I tell them—and I -certainly mean to tell them—that one day she’ll -walk out with me—</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>In a spirit of devilry he crooks his arm; -she takes it—she walks out with him for a -moment.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>coming to</em>). No. 7, what are -we doing!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s just the war has mixed -things up till we forget how different we are.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>with a moment of intuition</em>). Or -it has straightened things out so that we know -how like we are.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_124"></a>[124]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>From the garden comes the sound of a -gramophone.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> David’s a long time in coming.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> The four-twenty’s not in yet.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Yes, it is; I heard the whistle.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>sarcastically</em>). Would you like me to -see if he hasn’t lost his way? Those policemen -are stupid fellows.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> None of that, Danny; but I -would like fine if you take a look.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Anything to oblige you, though it -brings our social to a close. None of these -little tea-parties after the war is over, fine -lady!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Oh dear! I’ll often enjoy -myself less, Danny.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> Daniel Duggan will sometimes think -of this day when you are in your presentation -gown and he is on your roof, looking for that -there leakage.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Oh, Danny, don’t tell me that -when I meet you with your bag of tools I’ll be -a beast. Surely there will be at least a smile of<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_125"></a>[125]</span> -friendship between us in memory of the old -days.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY.</span> I wonder! That’s up to you, my -lady. (<em>But he will be wiser if he arranges that it -is to be up to himself.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>calling attention to the music</em>). -Listen! No. 7—to-day is ours.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She impulsively offers herself for the waltz; -they dance together.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>when all is over</em>). Thank you, my lady.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She curtseys and he goes out rather finely. -It is not likely that her next partner will -be equal to her plumber. The two girls are -left alone, both nice girls of about the same -age; but the poor one has already lived so -long that the other, though there may be -decades before her, will never make up on</em> -<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>. <em>It would be grand to see this -waif, the moment after death, setting off -stoutly on the next adventure.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> He is a droll character, Danny! -(<em>Examining herself in a hand-mirror.</em>) Nurse, -would you say my hair is looking right? He -likes the cap.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_126"></a>[126]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>who will soon forget her, but is -under the spell at present</em>). Your David?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>on her dignity</em>). He’s not mine, -Nurse.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Isn’t he?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Hey, hey, hey! Nurse, when -he comes you don’t need to stay very long.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>in the conspiracy</em>). I won’t.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>casually</em>). He might have things -to say to me, you see.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> Yes, he might.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>solemnly</em>). You and me are -both very young, but maybe you understand -about men better than I do. You’ve seen him, -and this is terrible important. Swear by Almighty -God you’re to tell me the truth. Would -you say that man loves little children?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>touched</em>). Don’t frighten me, -Cinderella; I believe him to be that kind of man. -Are you fond of your policeman, dear?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>winking</em>). That’s telling! (<em>Importantly.</em>) -Nurse, did you ever have a love-letter?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>gaily</em>). Not I! Don’t want<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_127"></a>[127]</span> -to; horrid little explosives! But have you—has -he—?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>becoming larger</em>). In my poor -opinion, if it’s not a love-letter, it’s a very near -thing.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> If I could see the darling -little detestable?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Oh no, oh no, no, no, no! But -I’ll tell you one thing as is in it. This—‘There -are thirty-four policemen sitting in this room, -but I would rather have you, my dear.’ What -do you think? That’s a fine bit at the end.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>sparkling</em>). Lovely! Go on, -Cinderella, fling reticence to the winds.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>doing so</em>). Unless I am—very -far out—in my judgment of men—that man is -infatuate about me!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>clapping her hands</em>). The delicious -scoundrel! Cinderella, be merciless to -him! Knife him, you dear! Give him beans!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>gurgling</em>). I ill-treats him most -terrible!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> That’s the way! down with -lovers, slit them to ribbons, stamp on them.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_128"></a>[128]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Sometimes I—(<em>she sits up</em>). -Listen!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>alarmed</em>). It isn’t Dr. Bodie, -is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, it’s <em>him</em>.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> I don’t hear a sound.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I can hear him fanning his -face with his helmet. He has come in such a -hurry. Nurse, you watch me being cruel to -him.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER.</span> At him, Cinderella, at him!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>flinging open the door</em>). The Constabulary’s -carriage stops the way.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>Our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>stalks in, wetting his lips -as he does so</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> (<em>giving him her hand</em>). How do -you do? You forget, I daresay, that I met you -when you were here last; but I remember ‘our -policeman.’</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He is bashful.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>There she is.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>The wicked invalid is looking the other -way.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> A visitor to see you, Jane.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_129"></a>[129]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>without looking round</em>). I thought -it had a visitor’s sound. (<em>She peeps at the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> -<em>gleefully</em>.)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>very wooden</em>). You don’t ask who -it is, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I thought it might be that -great big ridiculous policeman.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> <em>laughs, and our</em> <span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> <em>gives -him a very stern look</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>after reflection</em>). I’m here again, -Jane.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>admitting it with a glance</em>). -Perhaps you didn’t ought to come so often; it -puts them about.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>cleverly</em>). But does it put you -about, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Hey! Hey! (<em>With a cunning -waggle of the hand she intimates to the</em> <span class="allsmcap">NURSE</span> <em>that -she may go</em>.)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span> (<em>who is not so easily got rid of</em>). You -had best be going too, Robert. The lady has -answered you in the negative.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>lowering</em>). You make a move -there.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_130"></a>[130]</span></p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">DANNY</span>, <em>affecting alarm, follows the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I like fine to hear you ordering -the public about, David.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>humbly</em>). I’m very pleased, Jane, -if there’s any little thing about me that gives -you satisfaction.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He puts down a small parcel that he has -brought in.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>curious</em>). What’s in the parcel, -David?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That remains to be seen. (<em>He -stands staring at his divinity.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>sneering</em>). What are you looking -at?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Just at you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>in high delight</em>). Me! There’s -little to look at in me. You should see the larder -at the Home! You’ll have a cup of China tea -and some of this cake?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> No, Jane, no. (<em>In a somewhat -melancholy voice.</em>) Things to eat have very -little interest to me now.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Oh?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_131"></a>[131]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I’ve gone completely off my -feed.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>would have liked the</em> <span class="allsmcap">PROBATIONER</span> -<em>to hear this</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>artfully</em>). I wonder how that -can be!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Did you get my letter, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>calmly</em>). I got it—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Did you—did you think it was -a peculiar sort of a letter?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>mercilessly</em>). I don’t mind nothing -peculiar in it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> There was no word in it that -took you aback, was there?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Not that I mind of.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>worried</em>). Maybe you didn’t read -it very careful?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I may have missed something. -What was the word, David?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in gloom</em>). Oh, it was just a small -affair. It was just a beginning. I thought, if -she stands that she’ll stand more. But if you -never noticed it—(<em>He sighs profoundly.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I’ll take another look—</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_132"></a>[132]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>brightening</em>). You’ve kept it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I have it here.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I could let you see the word if -it’s convenient to you to get the letter out of -your pocket.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s not in my pocket.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Is it under the pillow?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>puzzled</em>). Where, then?</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span>, <em>with charming modesty, takes -the letter from her bodice. Her lover is -thunderstruck.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>What made you think of keeping it there?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I didn’t think, David; it just -came to me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>elate</em>). It’s infall<em>ay</em>able! I’ll let -you see the word.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>smiling at the ridiculous man</em>). -You don’t need to bother, David. Fine I know -what the word is.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>anxious</em>). And you like it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> If you like it.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> That emboldens me tremendous.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I don’t like that so much. If<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_133"></a>[133]</span> -there’s one thing I like more than any other -thing in the world—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>eager</em>). Yes?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> It’s seeing you, David, tremendous -bold before all other folk, and just in a -quake before me.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>astounded</em>). It’s what I am! -And yet there’s something bold I must say to -you.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>faltering genteelly</em>). Is there?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It’ll be a staggering surprise to -you.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>giggles discreetly</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>I promised the Doctor as I came in not to -tire you. (<em>With some awe.</em>) She’s a powerful -woman that.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> If you tire me I’ll hold up my -hand just like you do to stop the traffic. Go on, -David. Just wait a moment. (<em>She takes off his -helmet and holds it to her thin breast.</em>) Here’s -a friend of mine. Now?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>despairing of himself</em>). I wish I -was a man in a book. It’s pretty the way they -say it; and if ever there was a woman that<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_134"></a>[134]</span> -deserved to have it said pretty to her it’s you. -I’ve been reading the books. There was one -chap that could speak six languages. Jane, I -wish I could say it to you in six languages, one -down and another come up, till you had to take -me in the end.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> To take you?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>in woe</em>). Now I’ve gone and said -it in the poorest, silliest way! Did you hold -up your hand to stop me, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>encouraged</em>). But I’ve said it. -Will you, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>doggedly</em>). Will I what?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Do you not see what I’m driving -at?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Fine I see what you’re driving -at.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Then won’t you help me -out?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> If you could just give me a shove.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>sympathetically</em>). Try Badgery.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>brightening</em>). Have you forgotten<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_135"></a>[135]</span> -that pool in Badgery Water where the -half-pounder used—No, you never was there! -Jane, the heart of me is crying out to walk with -you by Badgery Water.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> That’s better!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I would never think of comparing -Mrs. Bodie to you. For my part I think -nothing of uppers. Feet for me.</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>She gives him her hand to hold.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p>My dear!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You said <em>that</em> was only a -beginning!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> My dearest!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>glistening</em>). I’m not feeling -none tired, David.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> My pretty!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I don’t set up to be a prince, -Jane; but I love you in a princely way, and if -you would marry me, you wonder, I’ll be a true -man to you till death us do part. Come on, -Cinders. (<em>Pause.</em>) It’s the only chance that -belt of mine has.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, no, I haven’t took you<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_136"></a>[136]</span> -yet! There’s a thing you could do for me, that -would gratify me tremendous.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It’s done.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I want you to let me have the -satisfaction, David, of having refused you once.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Willingly; but what for?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> I couldn’t say. Just because -I’m a woman. Mind you, I daresay I’ll cast -it up at you in the future.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I’ll risk that. Will you be my -princess, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> You promise to ask again? -At once?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Yes.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Say—I do.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> I do.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>firmly</em>). It’s a honour you do -me, policeman, to which I am not distasteful. -But I don’t care for you in that way, so let there -be no more on the subject. (<em>Anxiously.</em>) Quick, -David!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> For the second time, will you -marry me, Jane?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>who has been thinking out the<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_137"></a>[137]</span> -answer for several days</em>). David, I love thee, -even as the stars shining on the parched earth, -even as the flowers opening their petals to the -sun; even as mighty ocean with its billows; -even so do I love thee, David. (<em>She nestles her -head on his shoulder.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> If only I could have said it like -that!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>happily</em>). That’s just a bit I -was keeping handy. (<em>Almost in a whisper.</em>) -David, do you think I could have a engagement -ring?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>squaring his shoulders</em>). As to -that, Jane, first tell me frankly, do you think -the Police Force is romantical?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> They’re brave and strong, -but—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> The general verdict is no. And -yet a more romantical body of men do not exist. -I have been brooding over this question of engagement -rings, and I consider them unromantical -affairs! (<em>He walks toward his parcel.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> David, what’s in that parcel?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> Humbly hoping you would have<span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_138"></a>[138]</span> -me, Jane, I have had something special made for -you—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> (<em>thrilling</em>). Oh, David, what is it?</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> It’s a policeman’s idea of an -engagement ring—</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> Quick! Quick!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> —for my amazing romantical -mind said to me that, instead of popping a ring -on the finger of his dear, a true lover should pop -a pair of glass slippers upon her darling feet!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> David, you’re a poet!</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN</span> (<em>not denying it</em>). It’s what you’ve -made me—and proud I would be if, for the honour -of the Force, I set this new fashion in engagement -rings. (<em>He reveals the glass slippers.</em>)</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA</span> <em>holds out her hands for the -little doves</em>.)</p> -</div> - -<p>They’re not for hands. (<em>He uncovers her -feet.</em>)</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> They’re terrible small! Maybe -they’ll not go on!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>They go on.</em>)</p> -</div> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> They’re like two kisses.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> More like two love-letters.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum"><a id="Page_139"></a>[139]</span></p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">CINDERELLA.</span> No, David, no,—kisses.</p> - -<p><span class="allsmcap">POLICEMAN.</span> We won’t quarrel about it, -Cinders; but at the same time.... However!</p> - -<div class="blockquot"> -<p>(<em>He presses her face to him for a moment -so that he may not see its transparency.</em> -<span class="allsmcap">DR. 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