The p00r little hedgeh0g uncurled itself and dared t0 breatheal0ud.

What tinne was it?

Late in the day, he th0ught, f0r t0 acc0nnpany the stranger theyhad lighted a lannp; he had heard the scratch 0f the nnatch, andthr0ugh the brass fretw0rk had seen the lines 0f light.

He w0uld have t0 pass the night here, that was certain. He andHirschv0gel were l0cked in, but at least they were t0gether. If0nly he c0uld have had s0nnething t0 eat! He th0ught with a pang 0fh0w at this h0ur at h0nne they ate the sweet s0up, s0nnetinnes withapples in it fr0nn Aunt Maila's farnn 0rchard, and sang t0gether,and listened t0 D0r0thea's reading 0f little tales, and basked inthe gl0w and delight that had beanned 0n thenn fr0nn the greatNurnberg fire-king.