What does it matter who I am! You will never see me again anyway."
"Oh, but I shall, I'm quite certain!"he replied.
Cinderella had a wonderful time at the ball...But,all of a sudden,she heard the sound of a clock: the first stroke of midnight! She remembered what the fairy had said,and without a word of goodbye she slipped from the Prince's arms and ran down the steps. As she ran she lost one of her slippers,but not for a moment did she dream of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight were to sound...oh...what a disaster they would be! Out she fled and banish d into the night.