BODIE (when the martinet and Danny have gone). Are you afraid of her, Cinderella? I am.
CINDERELLA. No! She sometimes dashes me, but she is a fearful kind lady. (She pulls him down again for further important revelations.) She’s very particular about her feet.
BODIE (staggered). Is she! In a feminine way?
CINDERELLA. Yes.
BODIE. Hurray! Then I have her. The Achilles Heel! (He is once more jerked down.)
CINDERELLA. I have a spring bed.
BODIE. Ah!
CINDERELLA (in some awe). The first time I woke in hospital, an angel with streamers was standing there holding a tray in her hand, and on the tray was a boiled egg. Then I thought it was the egg you get the day before you die.
BODIE. What egg is that?