it always replied : ` You are most fair , my Lady Queen , None fairer in the land , I ween . ' Then she was quite happy , for she knew the mirror always spoke the truth . But Snowdrop was growing prettier and prettier every day , and when she was seven years old she was as beautiful as she could be , and fairer even than the Queen herself . One day when the latter asked her mirror the usual question , it replied : ` My Lady Queen , you are fair , 't is true , But Snowdrop is fairer far than you . ' Then the Queen flew into the most awful passion , and turned every shade of green in her jealousy . From this hour she hated poor Snowdrop like poison , and every day her envy , hatred , and malice grew , for envy and jealousy are like evil weeds which spring up and choke the heart . At last she could endure Snowdrop 's presence no longer , and , calling a huntsman to her , she said : ` Take the child out into the wood , and never let me see her face again . You must kill her , and bring me back her lungs and liver , that I may know for certain she is dead . ' The Huntsman did as he was told and led Snowdrop out into the wood , but as he was in the act of drawing out his knife to slay her , she began to cry , and said : ` Oh , dear Huntsman , spare my life , and I will promise to fly forth into the wide wood and never to return home again . ' And because she was so young and pretty the Huntsman had pity on her , and said : ` Well , run along , poor child . ' For he thought to himself : ` The wild beasts will soon eat her up . ' And his heart felt lighter because he had n't had to do the deed himself . And as he turned away a young boar came running past , so he shot it , and brought its lungs and liver home to the Queen as a proof that Snowdrop was really dead . And the wicked woman had them stewed in salt , and ate them up , thinking she had made an end of Snowdrop for ever . Now when the poor child found herself alone in the big wood the very trees around her seemed to assume strange shapes , and she felt so frightened she did n't know what to do . Then she began to run over the sharp stones , and through the bramble bushes , and the wild beasts ran past her , but they did her no harm . She ran as far as her legs would carry her , and as evening approached she saw a little house , and she stepped inside to rest . Everything was very small in the little house , but cleaner and neater than anything you can imagine . In the middle of the room there stood a little table , covered with a white tablecloth , and seven little plates and forks and spoons and knives and tumblers . Side by side against the wall there were seven little beds , covered with snow-white counterpanes .
XXXXX felt so hungry and so thirsty that she ate a bit of bread and a little porridge from each plate , and drank a drop of wine out of each tumbler .
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