PROBATIONER (who will soon forget her, but is under the spell at present). Your David?
CINDERELLA (on her dignity). He’s not mine, Nurse.
PROBATIONER. Isn’t he?
CINDERELLA. Hey, hey, hey! Nurse, when he comes you don’t need to stay very long.
PROBATIONER (in the conspiracy). I won’t.
CINDERELLA (casually). He might have things to say to me, you see.
PROBATIONER. Yes, he might.
CINDERELLA (solemnly). 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?
PROBATIONER (touched). Don’t frighten me, Cinderella; I believe him to be that kind of man. Are you fond of your policeman, dear?