Prompt: We are standing nine kilometres from the front. Yesterday we were replaced, and now, having filled our stomachs with white beans and beef, everyone is full and satisfied. Everyone even managed to stock up on a full pot for the evening, and in addition to that they got a double ration of sausage and bread, and that's something. It had not happened for a long time: the red-faced cook was offering food; he called everyone who passed by with a wave of his ladle and poured out a generous portion. He is desperate, for he does not know how to empty the camp kitchen. Tjaden and Müller have got some wash basins, and he fills them to the brim, as a reserve. Tjaden does this out of insatiability, Müller out of caution. Where Tjaden gets it all from is a mystery to everyone. He was and still is skinny as a herring.