Well, said the wolf, and I'll go and see her too. I'll go this way and go you that, and we shall see who will be there first.

The wolf ran as fast as he could, taking the shortest path, and the little girl took a roundabout way, entertaining herself by gathering nuts, running after butterflies, and gathering bouquets of little flowers. It was not long before the wolf arrived at the old woman's house.

He knocked at the door: tap, tap. Who's there? Your child, Little Red Riding Hood, replied the wolf, counterfeiting her voice; who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter sent you by mother.

The good grandmother, who was in bed, because she was somewhat ill, cried out, Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up. The wolf pulled the bobbin and the door opened, and then he immediately fell upon the good woman and ate her up in a moment, for it been more than three days since he had eaten.

He then shut the door and got into the grandmother's bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time afterwards and knocked at the door: tap, tap. Who's there? Little Red Riding Hood, hearing the big voice of the wolf, was at first afraid; but believing her grandmother had a cold and was hoarse, answered, It is your child Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cake and a little pot of butter mother sends you.

The wolf cried out to her (softening his voice as much as he could) pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up. Little Red Riding Hood pulled the bobbin and the door opened. The wolf, seeing her come in, said to her, hiding himself under the bedclothes, Put the cake and the little pot of butter upon the stool, and come get into bed with me.

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