[as Cinderella prepares to try on the slipper]
Grand Duke: Come, my child.
[beckons to the Page Boy, who runs carrying the slipper. The stepmother sticks out her cane and trips him, causing the slipper to shatter into pieces]
Grand Duke: Oh, no! Oh, no, no. Oh, no. Oh, this is terrible. The King! What will he say?
Grand Duke: What will he *do*?
Cinderella: But, perhaps, if it would help…
Grand Duke: [sobbing] No, no, nothing can help now. Nothing!
Cinderella: [bringing out the other glass slipper] But, you see, I have the other slipper.