Back at the castle, the Queen stood in front of her mirror and asked:
‘Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Who is the most beautiful of all?’
But again the mirror answered:
‘You, Queen, are beautiful, it’s true.
But there is one more beautiful than you.
Snow White’s not dead, she’s living still,
Ina house in the forest over the hill.
And although you are beautiful, it’s true,
Snow White is more beautiful than you.’
‘What?’ said the Queen. ‘Is she still not dead? upen Iwill go to her again.’

So the Queen dressed as another old woman. This time she put some poisoned combs in her basket. At the dwarfs’ house she called, “Good morning! I've got some combs. Beautiful combs for your hair. Is anyone there?’

The old woman opened her basket and showed Snow White the poisoned combs. ‘I like that pink comb,’ said Snow White. ‘Do you?’ said the old woman. ‘Here, my dear. I'll put it in your hair. Then she stuck the poisoned comb into Snow White's head and poor Snow White fell to the floor.

That night the dwarfs found her. They saw the comb and pulled it from her hair. ‘What happened?’ they asked. Snow White told them about the old woman. ‘That was the Queen again!’ said the oldest dwarf. ‘Snow White, you must remember: do not open the door to anyone.’ Back at the castle, the Queen stood before the magic mirror and asked: ‘Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who is the most beautiful of all?’ But again the mirror answered: ‘You, Queen, are beautiful, it’s true. But there is one more beautiful than you. Snow White’s not dead, she’s living still, Ina house in the forest over the hill. And although you are beautiful, it’s true, Snow White is more beautiful than you.’ ‘Is she still alive?’ said the Queen. ‘Then I’Ll go to her again. I'll give hera poisoned apple.’

The Queen dressed as q farmer's wife and went to the dwarfs’ cottage. But Snow White did not want to open the door. ‘Im sorry, old woman,’ she called. ‘You can’t come in. The dwarfs said that I must not open the door’ Then the old woman showed her the poisoned apple. Im sorry, old woman,’ said Snow White. ‘I haven't got any money.’ ‘You don’t have to buy it, dear,’ said the old woman. ‘I'll give it to you for nothing.’ ‘Hm,’ thought Snow White, ‘the apple looks very nice.’

‘Don't be afraid,’ said the old woman. It’s not poisoned. Look, I'll cut it in two. I'll eat this green half and you can have the beautiful red half. See? There’s no danger. ‘All right,’ said Snow White. ‘Thank you, old woman.’ And she took the red half and began to eat. But when the first piece of the poisoned apple was in her mouth, she fell to the floor. ‘Ha!’ laughed the old woman. ‘Goodbye for ever, Snow White.’

Back at the castle, the Queen asked her mirror: ‘Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who is the most beautiful of all?’ And now at last the mirror answered: ‘You are, Queen.’ That night, the dwarfs returned and found Snow White on the floor. They tried to wake her but she did not move or open her eyes. ‘This time she is dead,’ said the oldest dwarf. ‘She has gone from us for ever’ For three days and nights the dwarfs sat by Snow White. They knew that she was dead, but they did not want to bury her.