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Snow White has just finished tying Quee's bow. She pats it into shape, kisses him, and says:

Snow White. There! Off you go!

Blick. Couldn't you please give us all another kiss?

Snow White. [Merrily.] No indeed!

Flick. Just one?

Snow White. Not one!

Glick. A little one?

Snow White. No! That's the rule: one a day, morning or night, but not both.

Blick. You see none of us ever, er—should I say "ate" or "tasted"—a kiss till you came, so perhaps we are a little eager about them.

Snow White. I should say you were! Why, you're perfect children about kisses and games.