Berthold. But the proof! She has commanded me to bring her your heart before midnight.
Snow White. My heart? I've never seen a heart. I don't suppose a little piece of beef-steak would look at all like it, would it?
Berthold. No, but . . . [He springs up.]Why not the heart of some beast! I might catch a wild pig here in the forest, and . . . [Suddenly his voice drops.] But no! I couldn't leave you here alone. You would starve.
Snow White. Couldn't I live like the birds, on berries?
Berthold. But the winter will come—and—oh, your Highness, there are savage beasts in this wood.
Snow White. I haven't seen one;—not a living creature but my little brown bird.
Berthold. It was daytime and I was with you; but it is growing dark, and at night . . .
