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 [After a pause of astonishment.] But she's not there! There was another&mdash;!

Another? Eight&mdash;that is all.

[Counting his fingers.] Only eight, your Highness.

But there was another!

[Suspiciously.] Another? What was she like?

Her hair was black as polished ebony, her skin was whiter than new fallen snow, her lips were redder than a drop of blood!

[In a terrible voice.] Snow White! Summon Snow White!


 * [ appears timidly in the entrance. I suspect she had been listening behind the curtains.

I am here, your Majesty.