POLICEMAN. It’s a policeman’s idea of an engagement ring—
CINDERELLA. Quick! Quick!
POLICEMAN. —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!
CINDERELLA. David, you’re a poet!
POLICEMAN (not denying it). 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. (He reveals the glass slippers.)
(CINDERELLA holds out her hands for the little doves.)
They’re not for hands. (He uncovers her feet.)
CINDERELLA. They’re terrible small! Maybe they’ll not go on!
(They go on.)
CINDERELLA. They’re like two kisses.