Cinderella Page #2

We ladies must help one another.

You're missing the party.

I imagine it's much

like all the other ones.

And I'm leaving first thing, EI.

No. But you're...

You're hardly back from the last trip.

Do you have to go?

It's just a few months, my darling.

What would you like me

to bring you home from abroad?

You know, your sisters...

Stepsisters, have asked for

parasols and lace.

What will you have?

Bring me the first branch

your shoulder brushes on your journey.

That's a curious request.

Well, you'll have to take it with you

on your way

and think of me when you look at it.

And when you bring it back,

it means that you'll be with it.

And that's what I really want.

For you to come back.

No matter what.

I will.

Ella, while I'm away,

I want you to be good

to your stepmother

and stepsisters,

even though they may be

trying at times.

- I promise.

- Thank you.

I always leave a part of me behind, Ella.

Remember that.

And your mother's here, too,

though you see her not.

She's the very heart of this place.

And that's why

we must cherish this house,

always, for her.

I miss her.

Do you?

Very much.

Remember the lace!

I simply must have it!

And my parasol!

For my complexion!

That means skin, if you don't know!

Bye!

Bye, Ella!

I love you!

I love you, too!

Bye!

Ella, dear.

Now, now. Mustn't blub.

Yes, Stepmother.

You needn't call me that.

"Madam" will do.

There isn't room for me

and all of your clothes!

Well, then make yourself smaller!

Anastasia and Drisella

have always shared a room.

Such dear, affectionate girls.

Or... Or better yet, disappear entirely!

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

Sometimes I could scratch

your eyes out!

I think they're finding

the sleeping quarters rather confining.

Well, my bedroom's the biggest

besides yours and Father's.

Perhaps they'd like to share it.

What a wonderful idea.

What a good girl you are.

I can stay in the...

The attic.

Quite so.

The attic?

Yes.

Only temporarily, while I have

all the other rooms redecorated.

The attic's so nice and airy

and you'll be away

from all of our fuss and bother.

You'd be even more cozy

if you kept all this bric-a-brac

up there with you.

Keep you amused.

Well,

no one shall disturb me here.

Hello, Gus-Gus.

Go on, Gus-Gus, you can do it.

So this is where you take refuge.

Me too, it would seem.

Right.

Who's going to help me?

Simpleton.

That is the last straw.

Our little sister, up there,

talking to the woodworm.

How very pleasant.

No cats,

and no stepsisters.

We have a halfwit for a sister.

I've got two.

I heard that.

- Who is she talking to?

- She's mad.

Sing, sweet nightingale

- Good morning.

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