(PEGGY _alone_.)
P.--I had better go to bed, I suppose--there is nothing else for me to
do. Well, I do think it is a shame to leave me here alone, while they
are enjoying themselves at the ball! I should so like to have a smart
gown that laced behind--it would make one feel so grand to have a gown
one couldn't fasten one's self. But, alas! that is a pleasure I shall
never know. (_Hides her face in her hands._)
_Enter_ GODMOTHER.
GODMOTHER.--Why Peggy, you little Cinderella! What's the matter now?
P.--Oh!
G.--Do you know who I am?
P.--I am sorry to say I don't.
G.--Well, I'll tell you presently who I am. In the meantime, you tell me
why you are sitting all by yourself in this way, looking into the fire
in that dismal manner.
P.--I am unhappy because I am not at the ball. I should like to have a
fine dress, and drive off in a coach with the others.
G.--Nothing is easier. I'll manage that for you in five minutes.
P.--You! Oh, how delightful! Is it possible?
G.--Certainly. I am your fairy godmother, so I can give you anything you
wish for.
P.--Oh, how enchanting! Then, the first thing I wish for is a beautiful
dress.
G.--You shall have it. Go inside that dark cupboard, close your eyes,
then turn round three times, while I repeat a spell--and come out and
see what has happened.
P.--Well, this is exciting! (_Goes into cupboard._)
(GODMOTHER _waves her wand and repeats verse_.)
Wavy, wavy, Wando Wum,
Fairy powers hither come,
Come to turn the world about,
Topsy-turvy, inside out,
Turn the darkness into light,
Turn the rags to silver bright.
Wavy, wavy, Wando Wum,
Fairy powers quickly come.
(CINDERELLA _comes out in a beautiful dress_.)
P.--Oh, am I not like a princess?
G.--You are indeed! Now, what next?
P.--Next, I must have a coach to go to the ball in.
G.--Of course. Look out of the window, and tell me what you see, and if
there is anything we can make a coach of.
P.--I'm afraid not. I can only see a pumpkin lying on the ground, and
two large brown rats behind it, and six little mice darting in and out.
G.--The very thing! That will do perfectly. Now, I am going to repeat
another spell, and while I wave my wand, you look out of the window and
tell me what happens.
(_Repeats last two lines of spell and waves wand._)
P.--Oh, Godmother! Quick! The pumpkin has turned into a beautiful, glass
coach!
G.--I thought it would! (_Waves wand again._) Anything else?
P.--Yes! Yes! The two brown rats have changed into a coachman and
footman.
G.--(_Waves wand._) Anything else?
P.--Yes! Yes! The little mice have turned into six beautiful horses with
long tails and harness shining with silver.
G.--Well, will that do to drive you to the ball, do you think?
P.--Oh, Godmother, how delightful! Let me get into it and drive off!
G.--One moment, Cinderella! I must make a condition before you start.
You must promise not to remain at the ball after midnight. If you are
there after the last stroke of twelve, your beautiful silver clothes
will disappear, and you will have on your rags again.
P.--Oh, I promise, dear Godmother. Of course I will leave before twelve.
G.--Then come, Princess Cinderella! your glass coach stops the way.
CURTAIN.