Her father must refuse. Of course he must. The farm is theirs—for as long as the lease lasts, anyway.
“Tell the Governor to find some other place for his internment camp.”
The old man explains that he has no choice. What the Government wants in a time of war it must have.
“Very well,” says Mona; “let them have the farm and we’ll go elsewhere.”
The old man tells her that he must remain. He is practically conscripted.
“They don’t want me, though, do they?”
“Well, yes, they do. They are not for having other women about the camp, but under the circumstances they must have one woman anyway.”
“It won’t be me, then. Not likely!”
The old man pleads with the girl. Is she going to leave him alone?