eleven o'clock
Then I , being very hungry , and as she hurt me very much , cried with a very full heart and sore body . The Chouette tied my little basket of barley-sugar round my neck , and stationed me on the Pont Neuf , where , in winter , I was frozen to death . Yet sometimes , in spite of myself , I slept as I stood , -- but not long ; for the Chouette kicked me until I awoke . I remained on the bridge till eleven o'clock , my stock of barley-sugar hanging round my neck , and often crying heartily . The passengers , touched by my tears , sometimes gave me a sou ; and then I gained ten and sometimes fifteen sous , which I gave to the Chouette , who searched me all over , and even looked in my mouth , to see if I had kept back anything . '' `` Well , fifteen sous was a good haul for a little bird like you . '' `` It was .