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In the Forest

Great trees meet over a wild and overgrown path. It is after sunset, and the light is fading fast. A small Brown Bird flies above the path, chirping a little call, and perches in a tree just out of sight Snow White running gaily, follows the Bird.

Snow White. Yes, little brown bird, I hear you. You want another answer? Wait until I get my breath. [She whistles an imitation of the bird's call.] What? Flying on again, as soon as you've made sure I've heard? Where are you trying to lead us? [She calls back to Berthold.] Berthold, there's the brown bird again. He seems to be trying to get me to follow him. He's perched on that tree now waiting for me to come up. [The