CINDERELLA. There’s not very much to eat. There’s just one for each.
POLICEMAN. I’ve had my supper.
CINDERELLA (seeing her way). Have you? Then I would be very pleased if you would stay.
POLICEMAN. Thank you kindly.
(She prepares the table for the feast. Eyes sparkle from the boxes.)
CINDERELLA (shining). This is the first party we’ve ever had. Please keep an eye on the door in case there’s a knock.
(She darts into her bedroom, and her charges are more at their ease.)
MARIE (sitting up, the better to display her nightgown). Monsieur, Monsieur, Voilà!
GLADYS. Cinderella made it out of watching a shop window.
POLICEMAN (like one who has known his hostess from infancy). Just like her.