211 - Learning

I was glad to find that there was at least a wooden cover on the chamberpot and we boys followed Ailadas outside. "Get rid of that, Minakis. Quick now." I was in disgrace with my master so of course I had to dump the contents in the outhouse. The Gold-drop planted by the outhouse path, the traditional marker for such places, was wilting; possibly because some of the hostelry patrons didn't