One day the mother said to the child : ` Let us see , my little Golden-hood , if you know now how to find your way by yourself . You shall take this good piece of cake to your Grandmother for a Sunday treat to-morrow . You will ask her how she is , and come back at once , without stopping to chatter on the way with people you do n't know . Do you quite understand ? ' ' 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 XXXXX the wood , in the first house in the village , near the windmill , you know . '
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