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 Red Cap, and then he said, “See, Little Red Cap, 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.”