In my ear whisper — You have won my heart,
You shall be Ranee and you look the part.
Pray spare my blushes — to my grief and sorrrow
I cannot give my name until tomorrow ;
Then, if you find me, and you love me still
I think, dear valet, I will reply " I will ".
(Enter : Photographers to take Photos.)

(Cinderella runs away. Prince follows.)

(Enter : Georgina and Jemima.)

Well, dear Georgina, you're a, forward minx.
Oh yes, but where can you and I get drinks?
This fete's a failure, everything goes wrong,

(Gong Goes.)

I wonder if that's supper, there's a gong.
(Midnight strikes, Lights go low.)

(Enter : Cinderella in rags.)

I am undone, my wretched watch is slow
And I must in these tatters homeward go.
My motor's vanished and the " sais," I fear,
Is nibbling cheeses in some pantry near.
(Bolts, Flashlight follows her.)
(Enter : Prince.)

Bring torches, lanterns boys and search the ground,
My lady's vanished and she must be found.
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Photo.
Prince.
Lady of
Court.
Prince.
Sultan.
Baroness.
Prince.
Baroness.
(Enter: Photographers.)

Sir, Major Domo, by my humble art
I'll show the lovely warmer of your heart.
I to6k a snap shot, as she rushed away.
The photo I'll develop, if you'll pay.
{Enter: Sultan, Ladies of Court etc.)

Thanks Miyojima, I'll pay what you choose
Sooner than traces of that lady lose.
So that's the way you've tried to blind my eyes,
You false Abdulla !

No, it's a disguise,
I've often read how Kings in days of old
Went forth as tramps their subjects to behold ;
To learn opinions, which they'd always hide
Before their kings.
