"Look just opposite there; if you turn the first corner to the right,
you will find the _Capougner-Strasse_. Good-evening, conscript."
She laughed.
Big Furst and Zebede were also billeted in the _Capougner-Strasse_, and
we set out, glad enough to be able to limp together through the strange
city.
Furst found his house first, but it was shut; and while he was knocking
at the door, I found mine, which had a light in two windows. I pushed
at the door, it opened, and I entered a dark alley, whence came a smell
of fresh bread, which was very welcome. Zebede had to go farther on.