The Glass Slipper Page #3

TELL ME NOW.

WELL...I CAN'T.

IT--IT'S...IT'S ALL MIXED UP.

IT'S JUST A FEELING.

IT'S LIKE WHEN IT'S

BEGINNING TO GET DARK.

YOU KNOW?

AND--AND EVERYTHING

BREATHES VERY SOFTLY

AND THE SKY GETS

VERY, VERY BLUE

AND THEN VERY, VERY PINK.

AND HERE YOU FEEL,

OH, SOMETHING...

HMM. IT--IT'S...

IT'S HARD TO EXPLAIN.

IT'S QUITE CLEAR.

IS IT?

I MUST GO NOW.

I HAVE SOME THINGS

TO PICK UP.

WELL, YOU DROP IN

AGAIN SOMETIME.

OH, WHEN?

TOMORROW PERHAPS AT NOON.

RIGHT HERE, THEN, HUH?

WE'LL TALK AND TELL

EACH OTHER THINGS...

AND BE FRIENDS, HUH?

EXCELLENT.

VERY PRACTICAL.

GOOD-BYE.

WINDOWSILL.

PICKLE RELISH.

APPLE DUMPLING.

CINDERELLA.

GOOD-BYE, CINDERELLA.

THESE HOOPS ARE TOO WIDE.

I'M GOING TO WEAR

THE NARROW ONES.

THE WIDER HOOPS ARE PRETTIER.

BUT THEY'RE NOT THE FASHION.

COUSIN LOULOU'S WEARING

ENORMOUS ONES.

WHAT DO YOU KNOW?

I HEARD ALL ABOU COUSIN LOULOU'S GOWN

THIS AFTERNOON WHEN

I WENT UP TO THE HILL

FOR THE INVITATIONS.

OH! THE INVITATIONS.

WHERE DID YOU PUT THEM?

I GAVE THEM TO YOU.

OH. OH, DEAR.

OH, MAMA.

I PUT THEM DOWN.

AFTER ALL THE TROUBLE

WE HAD GETTING THEM.

OH, I HATE ASKING

COUSIN LOULOU FAVORS.

OH, GO AWAY, ELLA.

DON'T TOUCH THINGS, ELLA.

YOU'RE IN THE WAY, ELLA.

ELLA, GET OFF OF THAT.

YOU'RE GETTING I ALL DIRTY.

OH! HERE THEY ARE.

YOU MUST REMEMBER

TO THANK COUSIN LOULOU.

MOTHER, TOMORROW NIGH AT THE BALL,

PLEASE DON'T SPEAK

OF WHERE WE LIVE.

I'M GOING TO SAY THAT WE LIVE

ON THE HILL WITH COUSIN LOULOU.

AND WHAT WILL COUSIN

LOULOU SAY TO THAT?

COUSIN LOULOU WON'T HEAR IT.

BESIDES, NO ONE EVER

PAYS ANY ATTENTION

TO THAT OLD CREATURE ANYWAY.

[SCOLDING]

BIRDENA.

DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK

OF COUSIN LOULOU THAT WAY.

SHE'S VERY RICH.

WHAT'S HER DRESS LIKE?

OH, IT'S BEAUTIFUL.

IT'S ALL PINK AND WHITE

WITH ROSEBUDS AND RIBBONS

ALL OVER THE SKIRT.

AND THOUSANDS OF CRYSTALS,

EACH ONE SEWN WITH SILK THREAD.

ROSEBUDS. HA HA!

AT HER AGE.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

STEPMOTHER:
YOU MAY TAKE I OFF NOW, BIRDENA.

NOW YOU, SERAFINA.

WHO IS MRS. TOQUET?

WHO?

MRS. TOQUET.

ISN'T SHE THE CRAZY OLD WOMAN

WHO LIVES IN THE WOODS?

SHE'S HARMLESS,

BUT SHE STEALS.

HAS SHE ALWAYS:

BEEN LIKE THAT?

I MEAN, HAS SHE ALWAYS...

THEY SAY SHE WAS ONCE

A GRAND LADY AND LIVED ON THE HILL.

BUT SHE TOOK TO READING BOOKS

AND WENT FROM BAD TO WORSE.

STUFFED HER HEAD FULL OF IDEAS,

AND NOW SHE'S A BIT ADDLED.

A BIT ADDLED?

OH, MOTHER, SHE'S CRAZY

AS A COCKROACH.

NO, SHE ISN'T.

SHE'S JUST DIFFERENT.

SHE'S FULL OF GOOD IDEAS

AND...AND WISDOM.

FULL OF WHAT?

AND EVERYBODY KNOWS SHE STEALS.

SHE STOLE THE COVER

OFF A GARBAGE BUCKE FROM MRS. BOWER'S HOUSE.

AND THE NEXT NIGHT,

SHE PUT IT BACK.

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