Snow White. Hasn't this been a morning! I only got as far with that cake as the bow. Now, first the flour. [She puts some flour in the bowl, and then suddenly remembers.] Gracious! I almost forgot my promise to bar the door!
- [She bars the door; but as she does so she hears, in the forest, a distant sort of chanting song. It comes nearer.
Snow White. What's that? Somebody singing? I was only just in time. Why, they're coming here!
- [You can hear the words of the chanting clearly now. They are:
- Anybody want to buy,
- Any sort of baker's pie?
- Pies! Pies! Pies! Pies!
- [You can hear the words of the chanting clearly now. They are:
Snow White. Oh, a baker-man selling pies. Really, people do have the most curious ideas about this forest.
- [The person coming is, as a matter of fact Queen Brangomar in another disguise.
