A monologue from the play by J. M. Barrie

  • NOTE: This monologue is reprinted from The Plays of J. M. Barrie. J.M. Barrie. New York: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1928.
  • CINDERELLA: I've tried. But it's none so easy, with never no butcher's meat in the house. You'll see where the superb shoulders and the haughty manners come from if you look in shop windows and see the whole of a cow turned inside out and 'Delicious' printed on it. But it doesn't matter how fine the rest of you is if you doesn't have small feet. The swells think of nothing else. [Exploding] Wait till you are at the ball. Many a haughty beauty with superb uppers will come sailing in--as sure of the prize as if 'Delicious' was pinned on her--and then forward steps the Lord Mayor, and utterly disregarding her uppers, he points to the bottom of her skirt, and he says 'Lift!' and she has to lift, and there's a dead silence, and nothing to be heard except the Prince crying 'Throw her out!'