» BITC So little Red Riding-Hood set off immediately RIDI H NG- ooD to go to her grandmother, who lived in a cottage beyond the wood. Instead of taking the highway, she went through the wood, and there she met the old grey wolf, who wanted to eat her, but he durst not, for there were men in the wood, making fagots. But he stopped her and said: ‘What have you got in your basket, my dear >?’ EOI eS TIS ALS AIRS HA GG BN se SSN RGA ?’ ‘In the cottage beyond the wood,’ answered Red Riding-Hood. ‘And when you get to the cottage, what do you do?’ 52