Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a little girl. Her mother had made for her a little red riding-hood. So everybody called her Little Red Riding-Hood.
One day her mother said to her “Go and see how your grandmamma does, carry her a custard and this little pot of butter.” Little Red Riding-Hood set out immediately to go to her grandmother who lived in another village.
As she was going through the wood, she met with a wolf. “I am going to see my grandmamma and carry her a custard, a little pot of butter and something special.” she said to him. “Something special?” said the wolf. “Yes. It’s You.” said the little girl.
* * *
—tap, tap.
“Who’s there?”
“Your grandchild, Little Red Riding-Hood.”
“Pull the bobbin, and the latch will go up.” Little Red Riding-Hood pulled the bobbin, and the door opened.
“Grandmamma, I have brought you a custard, a little pot of butter sent you by mamma and something special.”
“That’s very kind of you, my child.”
“Here’s a warm and fluffy coat made of the wolfskin.” said Little Red Riding-Hood.