you may not want me when I tell you who I am. It may be dangerous . . .
Blick. [Hopefully.] Do you steal?
Snow White. [Smiling.] No, not so bad as that. My name is Snow White.
Blick. It sounds extremely clean.
Snow White. This morning I was a Princess. [She sits on Blick's bed to tell her story. She is growing drowsy again.]
Flick. What's a princess?
Snow White. Why, the daughter of a king and queen. My step-mother is Queen Brangomar. [More sleepily.] She hates me so much that I'm afraid there must be something horrid about me . . . [she is very drowsy now] but I'm sure Prince Florimond didn't not like me . . . for . . . [She sinks back onto the bed and her eyes close. The Dwarfs pull their fingers to their lips. Then she revives a little and murmurs,] for a year and a day . . . oh, what was I saying? I'm so sleepy.
