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Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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it longed to eat it, but anyone who might do so would certainly die on the spot. When the apple was quite finished she stained her face and dressed herself up as a peasant, and so she went over the seven hills to the seven Dwarfs'. She knocked at the door, as usual, but Snowdrop put her head out of the window and called out:
11 may not let anyone in, the seven Dwarfs have forbidden me to do so.'
' Are you afraid of being poisoned'?' asked the old woman. ' See, I will cut this apple in half. I'll eat the white cheek and you can eat the red.'
But the apple was so cunningly made that only the red cheek was poisonous. Snowdrop longed to eat the tempting fruit, and when she saw that the peasant woman was eating it herself, she couldn't resist the temptation any longer, and stretching out her hand she took the poisonous half. But hardly had the first bite passed her lips than she fell down dead on the ground. Then the eyes of the cruel Queen sparkled with glee, and laughing aloud she cried :
' As white as snow, as red as blood, and as black as ebony, this time the Dwarfs won't be able to bring you back to life.'
When she got home she asked the mirror :
' Mirror, mirror, hanging there, Who in all the land's most fair ?'
and this time it replied :
' You are most fair, my Lady Queen, None fairer in the land, I ween.'
Then her jealous heart was at rest—at least, as much at rest as a jealous heart can ever be.
When the little Dwarfs came home in the evening they found Snowdrop lying on the ground, and she neither breathed nor stirred. They lifted her up, and looked round everywhere to see if they could find anything poisonous about. They unlaced her bodice, combed her hair, washed her with water and wine, but all in vain; the child was dead and remained dead. Then they placed her on a bier, and all the seven Dwarfs sat round it, weeping and sobbing for three whole days. At last they made up their minds to bury her, but she looked as blooming as a living being, and her cheeks were still such a lovely colour, that they said :
' We can't hide her away in the black ground.'
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