cinderella had a wonderful time at the ball until she heard the first stroke of midnight! she remembered what the fairy had said, and without aword 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 deram of stopping to pick it up! If the last stroke of midnight were to sound... oh... what a disaster that would be! Out she fled and vanished into the night