nine o'clock
And now Gerard turned his face to the wall and pulled up two handfuls of the nice clean straw , and bored in them with his finger , and so made a scabbard , and sheathed his nose in it . And soon they were all asleep ; men , maids , wives , and children all lying higgledy-piggledy , and snoring in a dozen keys like an orchestra slowly tuning ; and Gerard 's body lay on straw in Germany , and his spirit was away to Sevenbergen . When he woke in the morning he found nearly all his fellow-passengers gone . One or two were waiting for dinner , nine o'clock ; it was now six . He paid the landlady her demand , two pfenning , or about an English halfpenny , and he of the pitchfork demanded trinkgeld , and getting a trifle more than usual , and seeing Gerard eye a foaming milk-pail he had just brought from the cow , hoisted it up bodily to his lips . `` Drink your fill , man , '' said he , and on Gerard offering to pay for the delicious draught , told him in broad patois that a man might swallow a skinful of milk , or a breakfast of air , without putting hand to pouch . At the door Gerard found his benefactress of last night , and a huge-chested artisan , her husband .