“Country? Mother? I’ve got no country and no mother either. Go home to them? Never! Never in this world!”
At the next moment he has gone off, with long strides, before Mona can reach out her hand to stop him.
Being alone, she has to go on with her work as usual—the “creatures” have to be milked and foddered. But after the men from the compounds have been served (only three of them now) she has time to think out her situation.
Since Oskar’s mother refuses to receive her, Germany also is closed to them. Because she loves Oskar, and Oskar loves her, and they are of different races and their nations have been at war, they are to be hunted through the world as outcasts, and no place is to be left for them.
“Poor Oskar! It’s hardest for him, though,” she thinks.
THIRTEENTH CHAPTER
The men of the Fourth and Fifth Compounds, three-quarters of the guard and many of the officers have gone, when a stranger comes to the camp to make a bid for the purchase of the booths and huts.