Bird calls again, and Snow White tries to imitate the call in words.] "Come, Snow White, come, Snow White!" Is that what you are trying to say? I'm coming! I'm coming! [And she runs on, following the Bird.]
- [Berthold comes into sight. As he sees how lonely the spot is, and how dark with the shadows of the great trees, he halts irresolutely and murmurs to himself.
Berthold. It may as well be here as anywhere. Mile after mile you have put it off till the next turn or some more shadowed spot. But that is no kindness to the Princess. Remember your own children, man! It must be here! [He calls after Snow White—and his voice is hoarse.] Princess! Come back!
Snow White. [Answering.] What is it, Berthold? You want me? [She runs back and slips her hand into his.] There's the bird again. He seems to know the way better than you do. Do you think he can know that I'm going to boarding-
