But Snow White grew more and more beautiful; and when she was seven years old she was as bright as the day, and fairer than the queen herself. Then the glass one day answered the queen, when she went to look in it as usual:
‘Thou, queen, art fair, and beauteous to see,
But Snow White is lovelier far than thee!’
When she heard this she turned pale with rage and envy, and called to one of her servants, and said, ‘Take Snow White away into the wide wood, that I may never see her any more.’ Then the servant led her away; but his heart melted when Snow White begged him to spare her life, and he said, ‘I will not hurt you, thou pretty child.’