CINDERELLA (hastily). You see—
(The man sits up.)
MAN. Good evening, Missis.
MARION. Good luck to you to-night, Cinderella.
(She goes.)
(The man slips forward and lifts the penny.)
CINDERELLA (returning to earth sharply). Put that down.
MAN. I was only looking at the newness of it. I was just admiring the design.
(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?)