PRINCE. But do not utter it, I beg of you!
SWANWHITE. And if I do? What then?—Can Lena tell, you think? Your bride! Your love!
PRINCE. Oh, hush, hush, hush!
SWANWHITE. [Jumps up and begins to dance] I know his name—the prettiest name in all the land!
The PRINCE runs up to her, catches hold of her and covers her mouth with his hand.
SWANWHITE. I'll bite your hand; I'll suck your blood; and so I'll be your sister twice—do you know what that can mean?
PRINCE. I'll have two sisters then.
SWANWHITE. [Throwing back her head] O-ho! O-ho! Behold, the ceiling has a hole, and I can see the sky—a tiny piece of sky, a window-pane—and there's a face behind it. Is it an angel's?—See—but see, I tell you!—It's your face!
PRINCE. The angels are not boys, but girls.
SWANWHITE. But it is you.