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Early in the morning, before it was quite light, and when nobody

was stirring in the inn, Chanticleer awakened his wife, and,

fetching the egg, they pecked a hole in it, ate it up, and threw

the shells into the fireplace: they then went to the pin and

needle, who were fast asleep, and seizing them by the heads,

stuck one into the landlord's easy chair and the other into his

handkerchief; and, having done this, they crept away as softly as

possible. However, the duck, who slept in the open air in the

yard, heard them coming, and jumping into the brook which ran

close by the inn, soon swam out of their reach.