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I t was once a small village girl, the prettiest and we able to see; his mother was mad at, and his mother-grand craziest yet. This good woman made him a little red riding hood, which suited her so well that everybody called her Little Red Riding Hood. One day her mother, having cooked and made some cakes, said to him: Go see your mother city hunter 18 like door-grand, because I was told she was sick, bears him a cake, and this little pot of butter. Little Red Riding Hood set aussitt to go to her mother-large, who lived in another village. Passing through a wood she met Compre wolf, who had a great desire to eat; but he dared not, because of some bcherons who were in the fort. He asked her where she was going; the poor child, who did not know that it is dangerous to arrter city hunter 18 hear a wolf, said to him: I will see my mother-grand, and carry her a cake with a little pot of butter city hunter 18 that my mother sends him. - Charming city hunter 18 Does far? said the wolf. - Oh! yes, 'said Little Red Riding Hood, this is the del-mill you see all the earth, city hunter 18 the First house of the village. - H, 'said the wolf, I want to go too; I myself going that way here, and by that way you l, and we will see who will be more tty.
The e wolf began to run with all his might by the way was the shortest, and the little girl went by the longest way, amusing gathering nuts, running after the butterflies, and make bouquets of little flowers she met. The wolf was not long arrived home from the grand-mother; it hits: Knock, knock. Who is? - It's your daughter Little Red Riding Hood (the wolf said, imitating his voice) that gives you a cake and a little pot of butter that my mother sends you. The good-grand mother, who was in her bed because she was somewhat ill, cried: Pull the bobbin, and the latch bobinette. The wolf pulled the bobbin, and the door opened. He threw himself on the woman, and dvora in no time; because there were more than three days he had not eaten. Then he closed the door and went to sleep in the bed of the mother-wide, waiting for the Little Red Riding Hood, who came some time after hitting the door. Knock, knock. Who is?
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