Snow White. Oh, no! Brangomar is very beautiful.
Blick. But she knows magic; she may have disguised herself. Come, brothers!
Snow White. [Barring the way.] Oh, please, please don't go. She might harm you!
Blick. [Scornfully.] Harm us! Let me go, Snow White.
Snow White. [Clinging to him.] No, no! Listen! If that was Brangomar she'll think I'm all dead now and won't try again; but if she finds out that I am still alive, she might. Don't you see?
Blick. [Hesitating.] I see,—but . . .
Snow White. Oh, I ask you, please!
Blick. It's not fair to ask us "please."
Snow White. But I do. I ask you please, please, please!
Blick. [As he sheathes his knife.] Well—this
