Open the door for me.
He stepped inside, and in the bed there lay the wolf that he had been hunting for such a long time.
Because it suited her so well, and she wanted to wear it all the time, she came to be known as Little Red Riding Hood.
Grandmother was lying there with her cap pulled down over her face and looking very strange.
She is sick and weak, and they will do her well.
Inside the house were bones, books and several suspicious artefacts, and where there should have been the back wall of the house was a path leading into a large cavern.