“Then came the greatest bit of bad luck,” Gertrud remembered. I had to leave Mildred.… I had come to care for Mildred so, like a very dear good sister. And she needed me right then most urgently. On January 15, 1943, Gertrud is transferred out of Charlottenburg. She doesn’t know where she’s going. Mildred asks her to smuggle out Arvid’s farewell letter.
