Mona feels dizzy.
“It’s a sin and a shame to ask you to leave your native country, Mona, but since it is turning you out, as you say....”
Mona is covering her ears.
“Don’t speak of it, Oskar. I can’t listen to you! It’s impossible.”
Oskar is silent for a moment, then he says in a tremulous voice:
“I would make it up to you, Mona. Yes, I swear to God I should make it up to you. I should dedicate every day and hour of my life to make it up to you. You should never regret it—never for one single moment.”
“But how could I go....”
“Just as other women are going. Lots of the men are taking their German wives back with them. Why shouldn’t I take my English wife?”
“Wife?”
“Certainly. The chaplain would marry us.”