KING and LORD TIMES (together, but LORD TIMES a little in front). The fair Cinderella has solved the riddle!
LORD MAYOR (promptly). Oh, fair lady!
CINDERELLA (remembering the Venus). There’s just one thing that makes it not quite a perfect ball. I wanted Mrs. Bodie to be one of the competitors—so as I could beat her.
KING. Send for her at once. Take a taxi.
(A courtier rushes out whistling, and returns with VENUS, now imbued with life. Her arms go out wantonly to the PRINCE. He signs to the CENSOR, who takes her away and breaks her up.)
PRINCE. I crave a boon. The wedding at once, my lord.
(LORD TIMES signifies assent.)
KING. The marriage ceremony will now take place.
CINDERELLA (calling to the children). Bridesmaids!
(They rush down and become her bridesmaids. At the top of the stair appears a penguin—a penguin or a bishop, they melt into each other on great occasions. The regal couple kneel.)