Privy @museum.de

It’s taken! For crying out loud, can't a person have a moment's peace to ... well, you know! They don’t even let me...

Meow!

Off limits, Mog! … Have you no respect for my pri … No, you’re not just allowed to...

Meow?

Yeah, people don't like to be disturbed when they’re in the smallest room. It's not decent. I’m not decent. And especially not if you’re ... well, when you’re...

Meow?

Well, I might as well tell you. You’re good at keeping secrets and don’t blab.

I'm the only one who still uses this privy. And there are a few things ... well, since nobody else comes in here... there are a few things I’ve got hidden here. My bible, for example. No need for anyone to know what I read when I’m feeling down-hearted. It's nobody's business.

Actually, it’s none of your business, either, Mog. I just don't trust people any more, not since Oskar didn't come home from the Great War. Years and years I spent, searching for him, and nobody could help me or bring back my boy. And Erwin, he was out of his mind when he came back from the war. And on top of that, my Anna went and died. And with the new lot in power now … I only hope things go well with them and with Richard. He’s refusing to put on a uniform and pick up a weapon ... And now, it looks as if there’s another war brewing ... it’s not going to end well, Moggy, my lad, it’s not going to end well.

Meow!

Aye, you're a good boy. It’s almost as if you understand me. But enough gossip! Let me just quickly ... there we go, that’s the Bible put away ... safe and sound. No one’ll find it there. And of course, nobody's even looking for it. Now: shut the door! And let's leave this sad and smelly location. Come on, into the house.