This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 Excerpt: ...under the bed clothes and chuckled to himself. "And, grandmamma, I was afraid at first he would hurt me; but he was very kind and polite." "Was he indeed, my darling?" said the wolf; and he grinned again. "Yes, and he asked where I was going, and where you lived; and when I said I was coming to see you, he said he ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 Excerpt: ...under the bed clothes and chuckled to himself. "And, grandmamma, I was afraid at first he would hurt me; but he was very kind and polite." "Was he indeed, my darling?" said the wolf; and he grinned again. "Yes, and he asked where I was going, and where you lived; and when I said I was coming to see you, he said he would come too, and I rather expected to see him here. Do you think I shall see him before I leave, grandma?" "I should'nt at all wonder if you did, my pet!" replied the wolf; and he was obliged to hide his head under the bed clothes again, and stuff the sheet into his great mouth to prevent himself from screaming with laughter, so much amused was he at the poor child's simplicity. As it was, he remained under the clothes till he was half strangled, shaking his sides with laughter to such a degree that the child was frightened at first, thinking that her grandmother must have a very bad fit of the spasms, and must be very ill indeed; but the treacherous wolf gave two or three deep sighs and groans, and put up his head above the clothes, looking at the child with what he intended to be a smile, but which was after all only a grin, that stretched his mouth wider than ever, which was not at all necessary; and he gave the child a hug in a very loving way, and thought what a nice little girl she was, and how he should like her--when he came to be hungry. "Grandmother," cried the child in surprise, "what great rough arms you have got." "The better to embrace you, my dear, dear child," answered the wolf; cocking his ear in a knowing way under his nightcap. "But granny," continued the child, "what long, stiff, funny cars you have got." "The better to hear what y...
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