She put the things into her little basket and ran off.
| wolf | mill | shall |
| going | first | wood |
When Red Riding-Hood came to the wood, she met a big wolf.
"Where are you going?" said the wolf.
Red Riding-Hood said, "I am going to see my grandma. Mama has made her a cake and some butter."
"Does she live far?" said the wolf.
"Yes," said Red Riding-Hood, "in the white house by the mill."
"I will go too, and we shall see who will get there first," said the wolf.