When Red Riding-Hood went the bed, she said, "Oh, Grandma, how big your are!"
"The to hug you, my dear."
"How big your are, Grandma."
"The better to you, my dear."
"How big your are, Grandma."
"The better to see you, my dear."
"How big your are, Grandma!"
"The better to you."
Then the wolf jumped up and ate little Red Riding-Hood.