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One day her mother said to her: 'Come, Little Red-Cap, here is a

piece of cake and a bottle of wine; take them to your

grandmother, she is ill and weak, and they will do her good. Set

out before it gets hot, and when you are going, walk nicely and

quietly and do not run off the path, or you may fall and break

the bottle, and then your grandmother will get nothing; and when

you go into her room, don't forget to say, "Good morning", and

don't peep into every corner before you do it.'

'I will take great care,' said Little Red-Cap to her mother, and

gave her hand on it.

The grandmother lived out in the wood, half a league from the

village, and just as Little Red-Cap entered the wood, a wolf met

her. Red-Cap did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was

not at all afraid of him.

'Good day, Little Red-Cap,' said he.

'Thank you kindly, wolf.'

'Whither away so early, Little Red-Cap?'

'To my grandmother's.'

'What have you got in your apron?'