"Who is there?" Little Red Riding-Hood was frightened at first, on hearing the Wolf's gruff voice, but thinking that her grandmother had a cold, she answered,—,
Yes, it was he, and would she accept a little Christmas present? Johnny Blossom held out to her the fancy paper basket filled with peppermint drops.,
Oh, no, Johnny Blossom had not over-eaten; he could easily eat some today, too; he had had only those that were burnt..
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