Cinderella Page #3

I'm IoneIy in this desolate old palace.

I...

I want to hear the pitter-patter

of IittIe feet again.

Now, now, Your Majesty.

Perhaps if we just Iet him alone.

Let him alone?

W-w-with his silly romantic ideas?

But, but, Sire, in matters of love--

Love... Ha!

Just a boy meeting a girl

under the right conditions.

So, we're arranging the conditions.

But, but, Your Majesty,

if the Prince should suspect--

Suspect?

Ha! Look...

the boy's coming home today, isn't he?

Yes, Sire.

Well, what could be

more natural than a ball...

- to celebrate his return?

- N-n-nothing, Sire.

If all the eligible maidens

in my kingdom just...

happened to be there,

why he's bound to show

interest in one of them, isn't he?

Isn't he?

Y-y-yes, Sire.

The moment he does...

soft Iights, romantic music,

all the trimmings.

It can't possibly fail.

Can it?

Y-y-yes, Sire. N-n-no, Sire.

Very well, Sire. I shall

arrange the ball for--

Tonight!

- Tonight? Oh, but, Sire--

- Tonight!

And see that every eligible maid is there!

Understand?

Yes, Your Majesty.

The pear-shaped tones.

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing sweet nightingale

High...

Above me

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing sweet nightingale

High...

Above...

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing sweet nightingale

High...

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing sweet nightingale

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing...sweet...

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing...

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Oh, sing sweet...

Oh...

Sing...

Oh! Oh, Lucifer!

You mean old thing!

I'm just going to have to...

teach you a Iesson.

Open in the name of the King!

An urgent message from His Imperial Majesty.

- Thank you.

- From the King!

What's it say, Cinderelly?

Duh... uh... uh... What's it say, huh?

I dont know.

He said its urgent.

Maybe I should interrupt the... uh...

music Iesson.

Oh, sing sweet nightingale

Sing sweet nightingale

High...

You clumsy! You did it on purpose.

- Be still, you!

- You're always--

- Girls, girls!- It's her fault, Mother.

Above all...

self-control.

Yes!

Cinderella!

I've warned you

never to interrupt while--

But this just arrived from the palace.

From the palace!

- Give it here!- Let me have it!

- No, it's mine!

- No--

I'll read it.

Well...

- There's to be a ball.- A ball!

In honour of His Highness, the Prince!

Oh, the Prince!

And by royal command,

every eligible maiden is to attend.

- Why, that's us!

- And I'm so eligible!

Why, that means I can go too!

Ha! Her, dancing with the Prince!

I'd be honoured, Your Highness.

Would you mind holding my broom?

Well, why not?

After all, I'm still a member of the family.

And it says, "By royal command...

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