"I don't like to answer things," she announced. "Only I like to ask them."
"But we must play fair," said the man. "It wouldn't be fair for you to have all the fun."
"No more it would. Well, I'll answer a fewly, dwarf; not many I won't, 'cause when you're little you don't have to know things first; only you have to find out about them."
"Snow-white, why did you run away from home?"
"Last night I told you that, dwarf. I made a song, too. I'll sing it for you."
She sat up, folded her hands, shut her eyes tight, and sang at the top of her voice:
"And I comed away,
And I runned away,
And I said I thought I did not
Want to stay;