Where is Sparrow?

Major Von Barner was pacing up and down within his office, Sparrow’s regular message was overdue and he worried about whether his agent had been caught. He had even sent Hans down to the Pommaine border with a couple of members of the Aufklarungskorps to keep an eye on the likely crossing points. There wasn’t much more he could do and shortly in his official role as Garrison Commander he would be entertaining the Mayor and the local councillors of Stonew. His older daughter Bettina had the situation under control and he had been ordered to keep out of her and the cook’s way. Even in his office he could smell the baking and he decided to take his mind off his problems and have a sneaky look at what had been prepared before changing into his uniform.

Descending to the kitchen level the delicious smell became stronger; maybe he might have a quick taste to check his guests would not be disappointed. Checking carefully, he entered the quiet kitchen, his daughter and the cook must be elsewhere.

To his surprise, he saw an urchin, eating their refreshments, who had obviously drunk most of a pitcher of milk. “You wretch” he shouted and looked around for a suitable club. Grabbing a large ladle he saw the urchin looking up at him.

“Hello father”