- She suspected that the Dwarfs might take the comb from Snow White's hair before the poison had time to do its work; so she hastened back to the Witch—who wasn't a bit glad to see her—and with a dose from the orange bottle transformed herself again, this time into the likeness of the One-eyed Pieman. Then she—or I suppose I should say he—hastened back to the forest, and now, after spying about to make sure that the Dwarfs are not near, has approached the house with the tray of pies on his head.
The Pieman. [Close behind the door now.]
- Anybody want to buy,
- Any sort of baker's pie?
- Pies! Pies! Pies! Pies! Pies!
- [He knocks at the door, "rat-a-tat-tat;tat-tat." Snow White does not answer. The Pieman goes to the window and looks in.
