know! Snow White was born . . . This Oueen isn't her real mother. It's like a fairy-tale!
Astolaine. [Stopping her ears] I can't possibly understand if you all talk at once. [But each little Maid, thinking that the others will stop, again begins to tell Snow White's story, so that the confusion is worse than before. Astolaine has to hold her ears a second time.] That's worse! There's only one fair way to decide. I'll "count out," and the one that's out shall tell.
Rosalys. Hm! I suppose that's fair, —only I should tell it so much the best.
Christabel. [To Astolaine.] Well then, you count.
- [So Astolainesings the "Counting-out Song," counting as she sings.
