was not long before he got to the old woman's houſe. He knocked at the door, tap, tap. "Who’s there?" "Your grandchild, Little Red Riding Hood, (replied the wolf, counterfeiting her voice) who has brought you a cuſtard, and a little pot of butter ſent you by my mamma."
The good grandmother, who was in bed, becauſe ſhe found herſelf ſomewhat ill, cried out, "Pull the bobin, and the latch will go up." The wolf pulled the bobin, and the door opened, and then preſently he fell upon the good woman, and eat her up in a moment; for it was three days that he had not touched a bit. He then ſhut the door, and went into the grandmother's bed, expecting Little Red Riding Hood, who came ſometime afterward, 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 got a cold, and was hoarſe, anſwered, "'Tis your grandchild Little Red Riding Hood, who has brought you a cuſtard and a little pot of butter, mamma ſends you." The wolf cried out to her, ſoftening his voice as much as he could, "Pull the bobin, and the latch will go up." Little Red Riding Hood pulled the bobin and the door opened. The wolf ſeelng her come in, ſaid to her, hiding himſelf under the bed-clothes, "Put the cuſtard and pot of butter upon the ſtool, and come and lie down by me." Little Red Riding Hood undreſſed herſelf, and went into bed; where being greatly amazed to ſee her grandmother in her night clothes, ſaid to her, "Grandmamma, what great arms you have got!" That is the better to hug thee, my dear. Grandmamma, what great legs you have gotThat is to run the better, my child. Grandmamma, what great ears you have got! That is to hear the better, my child. Grandmamma, what great eyes
