GLADYS. Then away she goes to the ball—hooray—hooray!
CINDERELLA. It’s all perfectly simple once Godmother comes.
POLICEMAN (with unconscious sarcasm). I can see she’s important.
CINDERELLA (with the dreadful sinking that comes to her at times). You think she’ll come, don’t you?
POLICEMAN. Cinderella, your hand’s burning—and in this cold room.
CINDERELLA. Say you think she’ll come.
POLICEMAN. I—well, I.... I....
GLADYS (imploringly). Say it, Mister!
DELPHINE (begging). Monsieur! Monsieur!
MARIE. If it is that you love me, Monsieur!