Little Snow Whitepage 4 / 8
“How have you come to our house?” asked the dwarfs. Then she told them that her step-mother had wished to have her killed, but that the huntsman had spared her life, and that she had run for the whole day, until at last she had found their dwelling.
The dwarfs said, “if you will take care of our house, cook, make the beds, wash, sew and knit, and if you will keep everything neat and clean, you can stay with us and you shall want for nothing”.
“Yes”, said Snow-White, with all my heart. And she stayed with them. She kept the house in order for them. In the mornings they went to the mountains and looked for copper and gold, in the evenings they came back, and then their supper had to be ready.
The girl was alone the whole day, so the good dwarfs warned her and said, “beware of your step-mother, she will soon know that you are here, be sure to let no one come in”.
But the queen, believing that she had eaten Snow-White's lung and liver, could not but think that she was again the first and most beautiful of all, and she went to her looking-glass and said,
“looking-glass, looking-glass, on the wall,
who in this land is the fairest of all”.
And the glass answered,
“oh, queen, thou art fairest of all I see,
but over the hills, where the seven dwarfs dwell,
Snow-White is still alive and well,
and none is so fair as she.”
Then she was astounded, for she knew that the looking-glass never spoke falsely, and she knew that the huntsman had betrayed her, and that Little Snow-White was still alive.
And so she thought and thought again how she might kill her, for so long as she was not the fairest in the whole land, envy let her have no rest. And when she had at last thought of something to do, she painted her face, and dressed herself like an old pedlar-woman, and no one could have known her. In this disguise she went over the seven mountains to the seven dwarfs, and knocked at the door and cried, “pretty things to sell, very cheap, very cheap”. Little Snow-White looked out of the window and called out, “good-day my good woman, what have you to sell?”. “Good things, pretty things”, she answered, “stay-laces of all colors”, and she pulled out one which was woven of bright-colored silk. “I may let the worthy old woman in”, thought Snow-White, and she unbolted the door and bought the pretty laces. “Child”, said the old woman, “what a fright you look, come, I will lace you properly for once”.