Cinderella Page #5

notified by royal proclamation

in regard to a certain...

glass... slipper.

It is upon this day decreed--

Why, that's my slipper!

Well, I like that! It... it's my slipper!

No, No! Cinderelly's

slipper! Cinderelly's slip--

- How can she--- Girls, girls, girls!

Your manners.

A thousand pardons, Your Grace.

Please continue.

Yes, quite so.

It is upon this day decreed

that a quest be instituted...

throughout the Iength

and breadth of our domain...

the sole and express purpose

of said quest to be as follows:

That every single maiden

in our beloved kingdom,

without prearranged exception,

shall try upon her foot...

this aforementioned slipper of glass.

And should one be found upon whose foot said

slipper...

shall properly fit...

such maiden shall be acclaimed

the object of this search...

and immediately forthwith

shall be looked upon...

as the one and only true love

of His Royal Highness,

our beloved son and heir,

the Noble Prince.

Said Noble Prince will humbly

and upon bended knee...

beg, request, or if need be, implore...

said maiden, that they

grant her hand in marriage.

Well...Whereupon,

should the aforementioned maide

look with favour upon his suit,

then shall the happy couple

pledge their troth...

on... uh...

And in due course,

upon the inevitable demise...

of His Most Gracious

and August Majesty, the King,

succeed to the throne,

there to rule over all the land...

as Kingsland Queen of our beloved kingdom.

Oh... So be it.

You must be quite fatigued, Your Grace.

May we offer you some tea?

What? Tea?

Thank you, madam, no.

We must proceed with the... the fitting.

Of course. Anastasia, dear.

There! I knew it was my slipper.

Exactly my size.

I always wear the same size.

As soon as I saw it, I said--

Oh! Well... it... it may be

a trifle snug today.

You know how it is... dancing all night.

I can't understand why.

It's always fit perfectly before.

I dont think you're half trying!

- Mother, can you--

- Shhh. Be quiet, my dear.

We mustn't disturb His Grace.

Young man, are you sure you're

trying it on the right foot?

Oh, it's the right foot, but

it must have shrunk or something.

A glass shoe isn't always reliable.

Come on, Gus-Gus. Hurry! Up the stairs!

Up the stairs!

Why can't you hold still a minute?

Oh, my word!

Enough of this!

The next young Iady, please.

Hear that, Gus? Hear that?

- Yup.

- Quick. Gotta hurry!

Come on, come on! Hurry!

. Gus-Gus, Gus-Gus. Aw, come on.

Look, Look. It's just up there

Come on!

Us a-comin', Cinderelly.

Us a-comin'! Us'll get you out.

You've got the key.

How did you ever manage it?

Lucifer! Let him go, Lucifer!

Please, let him go!

- Let him go.

- Let him go! Let him out!

Let him out! Here! Here, R-ucifee!

Bruno!

Yes! Bruno!

Quick! Get Bruno! Get Bruno!

Oh, of all the stupid little idiots!

I'll do it myself!

Get away from me!

I'll make it fit!

There!

- It fit!

- It fits?

Oh, Your Grace, I'm dreadfully sorry.

It shan't happen again.

Precisely, madam.

Come on, come on! Get up, Gus-Gus!

Get up, get up!

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't.

Let go, let go!

You are the only ladies

of the household, I hope-- I presume.

Theres no one else, Your Grace.

Quite so. Good day.

- Good day!

- Your Grace!

Your Grace!

Please! Wait! May I try it on?

Oh, pay no attention to her.

- It's only Cinderella.- Our scullery maid.

- From the kitchen.

- It's ridiculous.

- Impossible.

- Shes out of her mind.

Yes, yes. Just an imaginative child.

Madam, my orders were every maiden!

Come, my child.

Oh, no! Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no! This is terrible. The King!

What will he say?

What will he do?

But perhaps, if it would help--

No, no. Nothing can help now, nothing.

But, you see, I have the other slipper.

Have faith in dreams and someday

Your rainbow will come smiling through

No matter how your heart is grieving

If you keep on believing

The dreams that you wish

will come true.

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