When Little Red Riding Hood entered
the little cottage, she could scarcely recognize her Grandmother.
"Grandmother! Your voice sounds so odd.
Is something the matter?" she asked."Oh, I just have touch of a cold," squeaked the wolf adding a cough at the end to prove the point.
"But Grandmother! What big
ears you have," said Little Red Riding Hood as she edged closer to the
bed.
"The better to hear you with, my dear," replied
the wolf."But Grandmother! What big eyes you have," said Little Red Riding Hood.
"The better to see you with, my dear," replied the wolf.
"But Grandmother! What big teeth you have," said Little Red Riding Hood her voice quivering slightly.
"The better to eat you with, my dear," roared the wolf and he leapt out of the bed and began to chase the little girl.