Chapter 381

As for waste, the camp had recently installed lacquered pots. There were several public rooms we could use to relieve ourselves. One was on this floor and Gunth would show it to us. Not many other free camps had managed to install the drainage for the lacquered pots yet. This place was ahead of its time.

“Tomorrow,” Gunth said, “you will go to work with Armant. He and his brothers have been desperate for help. The men in the camp are forever ruining their clothing. We patch what we can, but often must replace things.”

A short noise sounded in the distance and Gunth smiled brightly.

“Feed time,” he said happily and stood up. “Come and share a midday meal with the camp.”

We stood and walked out the leather drape following Gunth. My mind was whirring with so much new information.

Gunth pointed to a large entrance on this floor several doors further down. That was the room with many lacquered pots. When we needed we could go there. Kennedy had even asked th