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 She interrupted me.

“Cinderella warned him, I’m sure! You see, she couldn’t promise to turn into a princess. She was only a little scullion after all”

“It’s the prince’s turn to interrupt,” I interpolated. "Do you know what he said?”

“No?”

“ ‘Hell!’ said the princeand kissed her!”

And I suited the action to the word.