"Very good," said I; "but I am impervious to incantations of that
sort."
"I wonder where the other Cinderella is?"--adroitly. It was quite
evident that she wanted to be rid of me.
If I hadn't met Nancy--!
"Supposing I try this white slipper on your foot?"
"It is not a supposable matter."
"Would that I possessed a cobbler's license!"--sighing.