Wolf With Grandma
While Little Red Riding-Hood was at play in the wood, the great wolf galloped on as fast as be could to the old woman's house. Grandmother lived all by herself, but once or twice a-day a neighbour's child came to tidy her house and get her food.
Now, grand-mother was very feeble, and often kept her bed; and it happened that she was in bed the day Little Red Riding-Hood went to see her. When the wolf reached the cottage door he tapped.
Who is there ? asked the old dame.
Little Red-Riding Hood, Granny,said the wolf, trying to speak like the child.
Come in, my dear, said the old lady, who was a little deaf. Pull the string and the latch will come up.
The wolf did as she told him, went in, and you may think how frightened poor grandmother was when she saw him standing by her bed instead of Little Red Riding-Hood.