the Tuesday after St Gregory, at Vespers
Wilhelm is a fool for hoarding every night-toll penny for his sister Mary in Prague. A soldier ought to drink his wages while he still draws breath, before he ends up dead in a ditch.
Nota scribaeDictated loudly in the guardroom. The other men kept their heads down.

She needs a proper dowry, Hermann. Not all of us want to drown in watered beer.