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 Berthold, come back, come back! [But remembering, she clasps her hands over her mouth to stifle the cry.] Hush! Snow White! Think of his children, think of his children! [With a little moan, she sinks to the ground.] But what shall I do ? Where shall I go? I'm afraid&mdash;I'm afraid&mdash;afraid! [And she hides her face among the leaves.]
 * [The call of the little  is heard almost overhead. At first  does not hear, and the repeats the cry that sounds almost like "Come, Snow White!"

. [Looking up in wonder.] Oh little bird, are you still here? You haven't left me. I think you are my friend the only friend I have in all this world now. [The flies off a little way and then perches and repeats his call.] Are you telling me to follow you, as you did before? But where shall I follow? I have nowhere to go. I wish I might live in your nest, little bird. [Again the calls and  rises and