CINDERELLA (admitting it with a glance). Perhaps you didn’t ought to come so often; it puts them about.
POLICEMAN (cleverly). But does it put you about, Jane?
CINDERELLA. Hey! Hey! (With a cunning waggle of the hand she intimates to the NURSE that she may go.)
DANNY (who is not so easily got rid of). You had best be going too, Robert. The lady has answered you in the negative.
POLICEMAN (lowering). You make a move there.
(DANNY, affecting alarm, follows the PROBATIONER.)
CINDERELLA. I like fine to hear you ordering the public about, David.
POLICEMAN (humbly). I’m very pleased, Jane, if there’s any little thing about me that gives you satisfaction.
(He puts down a small parcel that he has brought in.)