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In front of the house was a great stone trough, so she said to

the child: 'Take the pail, Red-Cap; I made some sausages

yesterday, so carry the water in which I boiled them to the

trough.' Red-Cap carried until the great trough was quite full.

Then the smell of the sausages reached the wolf, and he sniffed

and peeped down, and at last stretched out his neck so far that

he could no longer keep his footing and began to slip, and

slipped down from the roof straight into the great trough, and

was drowned. But Red-Cap went joyously home, and no one ever did

anything to harm her again.

THE ROBBER BRIDEGROOM