| But the hedgehog paddled its feet as if it were bicycling, because it wanted to be put down. It tugged the sleeve again, when it was safe upon the floor, and the old man lowered his ear to hear the whisper. |
| "Nay, nay," it mentioned hoarsely. Clutching his hand, looking earnestly in his face. "Say not Farewell." |
| It tugged again, dropping its voice to the brink of silence. |
| "Orryvoyer" whispered the urchin. "Orryvoyer." |
| - T.H. White, The Book of Merlyn |