CINDERELLA. And the baby gone?
BODIE (snapping). Yes.
CINDERELLA. If I had lost my baby I wouldn’t have been found with that pleased look on my face, not in a thousand years.
BODIE. Her arms were broken, you see, so she had to drop the baby—
CINDERELLA. She could have up with her knee and catched it—
BODIE (excitedly). By heavens, that may just be what she is doing. (He contemplates a letter to the ‘Times.’)
CINDERELLA (little aware that she may have solved the question of the ages). Beauty’s a grand thing.
BODIE. It is.
CINDERELLA. I warrant she led them a pretty dance in her day.
BODIE. Men?