And lots of unfamiliar words were floating through the smokey air.
There were lots of unfamiliar faces in the tavern.
"Every dog has its day!" shouted Trudgernorg and quickly sped away into a nearby tavern.
"Would you like some stew? Mama cooks good stew," said the little girl.
"Do you know where I could find a toilet?" asked Trudgernorg again.
"Mama is cooking some tea, you can come in and eat if you like."
The girl looked at him for some time and then said...
"Do you know where I can find a toilet, little girl?" asked Trudgernorg.
He decided to stop and ask a little girl if she knew where he could find a toilet.
'Oh my,' thought Trudgernorg, 'I really need to go for a wee wee!'