Cinderella was so excited that she could scarcely speak.

Six lizards from behind the pumpkin-frame became six footmen in splendid liveries-you would have thought they had been footmen all their lives. вЂњRun and fetch him, child, and then I can judge,вЂќ So Cinderella ran to fetch the rat, and her Godmother said he was just made for a coachman and I think you would have agreed with her had you seen him a moment later, with his powdered wig and silk stockings. вЂњThere is a large gray rat in the rat-trap-would he do, Godmother?вЂќ вЂњNow, Cinderella, can you find a coachman?вЂќ As each appeared, a touch of the wand transformed it into a cream-colored horse, fit for a queen. One by one six fat sleek mice passed through the trap door.

вЂњHere it is, Godmother,вЂќ said Cinderella breathlessly. вЂњNow, godchild, quick-the mouse-trap from the pantry!вЂќ Her Godmother scooped out the inside-one touch of the wand, and the pumpkin was a golden coach, lined with white satin. In a few moments she was back again, with a splendid pumpkin. Run quickly into the garden, and bring the largest pumpkin you can find.вЂќД¬inderella could not imagine how a pumpkin could help her to go to the ball, but her only thought was to obey her Godmother. вЂњWell, leave off crying-be a good girl, and you shall go. вЂњTo go to the ball,вЂќ finished the Godmother. вЂњI do so want-вЂќ began Cinderella then her sobs stopped her. Who could it be? Then in a moment she knew-it was her fairy Godmother! вЂњWhat are you crying for, child?вЂќ cried a silvery voice.Д¬inderella started, and raised her eyes. вЂњGo back to your cinders-they are fit company for rags.вЂќ Then, stepping carefully into their carriage so that they might not crush their fine clothes, they drove away to the ball.Д¬inderella went back to her chimney-corner, and tried not to feel envious, but the tears would gather in the pretty eyes, and trickle down the sorrowful little face. вЂњA pretty spectacle you would be,вЂќ they said rudely. вЂњIndeed I do,вЂќ sighed the poor little maid. вЂњDonвЂ™t you wish you were going to the ball?вЂќ said one of them. When at last the great day arrived, Cinderella was kept running about from early till late, decking the sisters, and dressing their hair. How pleased and excited they were when the invitation arrived! For days they could talk of nothing but the clothes they should wear and the grand folk they hoped to meet.

Now, it chanced that the KingвЂ™s son gave a grand ball, to which he invited all the lords and ladies in the country, and, amongst the rest, CinderellaвЂ™s two sisters were asked. The only pleasure the poor child had was to spend her evenings sitting in the chimney-corner, resting her weary limbs, and for this reason her sisters mockingly nicknamed her вЂњCinderella.вЂќ The sistersвЂ™ fine clothes made Cinderella feel very shabby but, in her little torn frock and ragged shoes, she was a thousand times more lovely than they. Her stepdaughter was so much prettier and sweeter than her own children, that she was jealous of her, and gave her all the hard work of the house to do, whilst the two proud sisters spent their time at pleasant parties and entertainments. But no sooner did the stepmother enter her new home than she began to show her true character. So he married a grand lady who had two daughters of her own, and who, he thought, would be kind and good to his little one. Poor child! her own kind mother was dead, and her father, who loved her very dearly, was afraid that his little girl was sometimes lonely. NCE upon a time there lived a noble gentleman who had one dear little daughter.

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