The Prince. [Exclaiming.] Oh, your Majesty!
The Queen. [Firmly.] And the Prince must promise not to see or write to you until the end of that time.
The Prince. That seems too hard!
The Queen. Otherwise, I shall refuse my consent. Do you agree?
The Prince. Since I must.
The Queen. Then that's settled! Return here one year and one day hence, and we can then [and here she means more than she says,] discuss the engagement. Now, Snow White, bid farewell to Prince Florimond. [The Prince starts forward to kiss Snow White's hand, but the Queen intervenes.] No, no! A respectful bow, and a curtsey, will be quite sufficient. Good-bye, Florimond. Hasten back to your father.
- [So poor Prince Florimond bows himself out, followed by his Pages; but he looks
