Little Snow-White, however, grew up, and became prettier and prettier, and when she was seven years old she was as fair as the noonday, and more beautiful than the Queen herself.
When the Queen now asked her mirror:
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest of us all?"
it replied: "The Queen was fairest yesterday; Snow-White is the fairest, now, they say."
This answer so angered the Queen that she became quite yellow with envy.
From that hour, whenever she saw Snow-White, her heart was hardened against her, and she hated the little girl.
Her envy and jealousy increased so that she had no rest day or night, and she said to a Huntsman, "Take the child away into the forest. I will never look upon her again. You must kill her, and bring me her heart and tongue for a token."
The Huntsman listened and took the maiden away, but when he drew out his knife to kill her, she began to cry, saying, "Ah, dear Huntsman, give me my life! I will run into the wild forest, and never come home again."
This speech softened the Hunter's heart, and her beauty so touched him that he had pity on her and said, "Well, run away then, poor child."
But he thought to himself, "The wild beasts will soon devour you."