Blue ink line drawing of a Cinderella scene with a prince kissing her hand inside a carriage frame, a fairy godmother, two mice and a dog, surrounded by stars.

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Cinderella carriage scene in blue line drawing

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A blue ink line drawing shows the prince kneeling to kiss Cinderella's hand inside an ornate oval frame that resembles a carriage. A fairy godmother figure hovers at the top left, two mice sit at the bottom left, and a dog lies at the bottom right, with small star shapes scattered around the design. The drawing uses clean single-weight outlines in one blue colour on a pale background, with no shading.

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Tobin had been counting the clock all evening, so when the great hall bell began to strike twelve he was already halfway down the skirting with his whiskers flat. I told him to leave the lamp, since nobody looks at a mouse once the music starts. He gave me the look he always gives me, as though I were a slow cheese.

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Outside, the pumpkin in the kitchen garden was still a pumpkin until the last stroke, and then it was a coach with its lanterns lit and its wheels rimmed in gold paint that would never see daylight again. Rufus, the old grey dog from the stable, sat on the box looking pleased with himself, as if he had done all the work. In fairness he had hauled the cart from the orchard with a rope round his chest and a face of great importance.

The gown had been ours to finish. Every stitch of that pale blue silk had come through the gap behind the linen press, and Tobin had bitten off the last thread at a quarter to midnight. The slippers were another matter. They were glass and would not squeeze through any gap, so we had carried the pair down the back stairs between us, one on each shoulder, and set them on the bottom step where a boy would find them in the morning.

The clock finished its twelve. The coach went back to a pumpkin, the dog to a dog, and we to two small grey things under the hearth. When the prince's men came round with their cushion, the slipper fitted, and nobody in the hall looked down at the floor, which is how we liked it. Tobin still keeps the ribbon she left on the step. He wears it knotted at his neck on feast days and tells anyone who asks that it is a medal.