DR. BODIE (_controlling her feelings_). A girl who is found frozen in the street by a policeman and taken to a London Hospital, where she has pneumonia—poor little waif! You know, she is very frail, Dick. BODIE. I know; but she will get better, won’t she? (_He has said it confidently, but his sister looks at him and turns away. He is startled._) Come, Nellie, she is going to get better, isn’t she? DR. BODIE (_shaking her head_). There isn’t much chance, Dick. Her body and soul have had to do too long without the little things they needed. BODIE. She shall have them now, I promise. What are they? DR. BODIE. First of all, just food. She has been half starved all her life. And then human affection. She has been starved of that also; she who has such a genius for it. (_She goes to the window and calls._) DR. BODIE. No. 7, bring Cinderella in here. (CINDERELLA _in her bed is wheeled in through the window by the soldier_, DANNY. _She is wearing a probationer’s cap and dressing jacket. The bed is a simple iron one, small and low, of the kind that was so common in war hospitals; it is on tiny pneumatic wheels with ball bearings for easy propulsion. Though frail_, CINDERELLA _is full of glee_.) BODIE. Hurray, Cinderella! CINDERELLA. Hurray! Isn’t it lovely. I’m glad you’ve seen me in my carriage. When I saw there was visitor I thought at first it might be David. BODIE. David? I didn’t know you.... Is he a relative? (CINDERELLA _finds this extremely funny—so does_ DANNY; _even the_ DOCTOR _is discreetly amused_.) CINDERELLA (_to Danny_). Tell the men that! He’s not exactly a relative. (_She pulls Mr. Bodie down by the lapels of his coat._) He’s just that great big ridiculous policeman! BODIE. Oho! Our policeman again! Does he come all this way to see you? CINDERELLA (_her shoulders rising in pride_). Twice already; and he’s coming again to-day! Mr. Bodie, get the Doctor to take you over the Convalescent Home. There’s a field with cows in it, a whole litter of them! And the larder? There’s barrel upon barrel full of eggs and sawdust, and Danny says—this is Danny— (DANNY, _who is slightly lame and is in hospital blue, comes to attention_.) Danny says the hens lay in the barrels so as to save time in packing. (DANNY _finds the severe eye of the Doctor upon him and is abashed_.) Mr. Bodie, look! (_displaying her cap_). The Doctor lets me wear it; it makes me half a nurse, a kind of nurse’s help. I make bandages, and they’re took away in glass bottles and sterilized. Mr. Bodie, as sure as death I’m doing something for my country. DR. BODIE. Cinderella, you’re talking too much. CINDERELLA (_subsiding meekly_). Yes, Doctor. DR. BODIE. Dick, I’m going over to the hospital presently. If you like to come with me—_really_ want to see it—no affected interest— BODIE. Thanks, I should like it—Dr. Bodie. DR. BODIE (_to Danny_). You’re not required any more, No. 7.