“A good quarter of a league farther on in the wood; her house stands under the three large oak-trees, the nut-trees are just below; you surely must know it,” replied Little Redcap.

The wolf thought to himself, “What a tender young creature! what a nice plump mouthful⁠—she will be better to eat than the old woman. I must act craftily, so as to catch both.” So he walked for a short time by the side of Little Redcap, and then he said, “See Little Redcap, how pretty the flowers are about here⁠—why do you not look round? I believe, too, that you do not hear how sweetly the little birds are singing; you walk gravely along as if you were going to school, while everything else out here in the wood is merry.”