I quite understand , ' replied Blanchette gaily . And off she went with the cake , quite proud of her errand . But the Grandmother lived in another village , and there was a big wood to cross before getting there . At a turn of the road under the trees , suddenly ` Who goes there ? ' ` Friend Wolf . ' He had seen the child start alone , and the villain was waiting to devour her ; when at the same moment he perceived some wood-cutters who might observe him , and he changed his mind . Instead of falling upon Blanchette he came frisking up to her like a good dog . '' Tis you ! my nice Little Golden-hood , ' said he . So the little girl stops to talk with the Wolf , who , for all that , she did not know in the least . ` You know me , then ! ' said she ; ` what is your name ? ' ` My name is friend Wolf . And where are you going thus , my pretty one , with your little basket on your arm ? ' ' I am going to my Grandmother , to take her a good piece of cake for her Sunday treat to-morrow . ' ` And where does she live , your Grandmother ? ' ` She lives at the other side of the wood , in the first house in the village , near the windmill , you know . ' ` Ah ! yes ! I know now , ' said the Wolf .
` Well , that 's just where I 'm going ; I shall get there before you , no doubt , with your little bits XXXXX legs , and I 'll tell her you 're coming to see her ; then she 'll wait for you . '
So at in near of off on to under with