![]() Kill her, and bring me back her lung and liver as a token." The huntsman obeyed, and took her away but when he had drawn his knife, and was about to pierce Snow-White's innocent heart, she began to weep, and said, "ah dear huntsman, leave me my life. She called a huntsman, and said, "take the child away into the forest. And envy and pride grew higher and higher in her heart like a weed, so that she had no peace day or night. From that hour, whenever she looked at Snow-White, her heart heaved in her breast, she hated the girl so much. Then the queen was shocked, and turned yellow and green with envy. ![]() But more beautiful still is Snow-White, as I ween. And once when the queen asked her looking-glass, "Looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all." It answered, "Thou art fairer than all who are here, lady queen. But Snow-White was growing up, and grew more and more beautiful, and when she was seven years old she was as beautiful as the day, and more beautiful than the queen herself. "Thou, o queen, art the fairest of all." Then she was satisfied, for she knew that the looking-glass spoke the truth. She had a wonderful looking-glass, and when she stood in front of it and looked at herself in it, and said, "Looking-glass, looking glass, on the wall, who in this land is the fairest of all." The looking-glass answered, She was a beautiful woman, but proud and haughty, and she could not bear that anyone else chould surpass her in beauty. After a year had passed the king took to himself another wife. And when the child was born, the queen died. Soon after that she had a little daughter, who was as white as snow, and as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony, and she was therefore called little Snow-White. And the red looked pretty upon the white snow, and she thought to herself, would that I had a child as white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as the wood of the window-frame. And whilst she was sewing and looking out of the window at the snow, she pricked her finger with the needle, and three drops of blood fell upon the snow. Once upon a time in the middle of winter, when the flakes of snow were falling like feathers from the sky, a queen sat at a window sewing, and the frame of the window was made of black ebony.
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