The bread oven CHAPTER VII
As soon as we came to the ruins of my village, though, Heleron-Paskary and I saw that nothing had been spared by fire: the bread oven, my house and everything, each house in the village, was blackened, crumbled, or burnt. Everywhere on the ground one could see the ashes, and nobody was there in order to rebuild the houses and people the little centre once more. Upon seeing that scene, I broke into tears, falling on my knees before the shattered building that used to be my bakery, and started to lament my bad luck; but my companion tried to console me. He said that I could use another oven for baking the loaf and, concerning the habitation I had lost, he said that, as soon as we achieved our mission, the Queen would grant me enough gold to build a house five t
