After Do You Love Me and Far From Home, aboard the train...

"And where are you going?" A stranger asks Hodel as she sits down. Hodel had been happy to sit alone on the train, reading over Perchieks words, afraid to think about what she was doing; leaving home by herself to find him in prison. She answers politely anyway.

"To Siberia."

"That is very far. Who are you travelling with?"

"No one. I'm going to meet my husband." She hides her un-ringed left hand. No one needs to know they're not bound in marriage yet; the promise so far is enough.

"Meet him? Shouldn't he have taken you with him?"

"It wasn't possible at the time."

"What is he like, your husband?"

"Difficult." Hodel smiles.

The old woman laughs, "Aren't all men?"

"He's not like all men, believe me."

"Tell me more, he sounds interesting."

"He is. He's the only man I've ever met who has studied at university instead of the Quran in the synagogue."

"He's from one of the cities?"

"Kiev. He thinks our traditions in Anatevka are silly. He managed to have me dance with him at my own sister's wedding!"

"Men and woman don't dance where you come from?"

"Never. Unless they are married, men and women shouldn't touch at all."

"You must have seemed quite the rebellious girl."

"I was ashamed at the time. Looking back I can understand why he thinks it so silly."

"Tell me more about him. Why did he leave without you?"

"He wants to change the world. He was going to Siberia to protest there; he doesn't like what is going on. He especially doesn't like that so few of us are willing to do anything about it."

"It must have been difficult, knowing you would have to stand by such a man. How did your matchmaker find him if he was in Keiv?"

"We didn't have a matchmaker."

"No matchmaker?"

"We chose to be together."

"I'm not sure I believe that is right."

"I do."

"What of your mother and father?"

"It wasn't easy for them to accept but, either they did or I left with him straight away."

"I can't say that was very daughterly of you."

"I don't regret my decision."

The train pulls up to the next stop.

"Even now that he is in jail."

Appalled, the old woman rises and leaves the train. Hodel shrugs further into her father's coat.

In Siberia Hodel heads straight for the jail where Perchiek sits.

"Hodel?" He smiles in disbelief. "I thought you wouldn't come – I thought you would abandon me-"

"Perchiek how did this happen?"

"I was speaking and they didn't like what I was saying."

"How are you going to get out of here?"

"They can't hold me for long. All trials will decide I was doing no harm."

"A trial? What do you mean a trial?"

"Its the only way they can keep me locked in here."

"Well I can't stay here. Where am I to go?"

He hands her paper from his pocket. "I stayed here, they'll be happy to help you until I'm out of this place."

"Don't give them a reason to keep you longer than this." Hodel sighs, touching his hand as it holds the bars that keep him. He shares his cell with several others. All of their heads covered, all of them Jewish. She hurries away and looks to the paper Perchiek gave her.

It's been two weeks. Perchiek has been released, and can hardly move. Hodel has been working, cleaning clothes at the washers. She herself looks tired and starved, but Perchiek has been beaten.

"I'm sorry Hodel." He says as she scrubs a wound on his arm. "I shouldn't have asked you marry me – you were safer in Annatevka-"

"Sh," she smiles, her eyes heavy and serene. She reaches into the pocket of her apron and hands him the letter from her father. "Annatevka was cleared out. I am as safe there as here."

He finished reading the letter, "but you would be with your father, and your family."

"And sick with worry for you."

"I'd rather you be sick with worry than starvation. You're so thin –"

"I have starved before when the cow was getting old and its replacement got sick and died. I know how to survive on little."

"And you still want to marry me? This is only a taste of how hard this life will be."

"You can't change my mind now. Besides, we can't be together like this unless we get married."

"Marry me today."

Hodel smiles, "You can hardly stand."

"So you can hold me upright."

"Marry me tomorrow Perchiek."

"It's a promise, Hodel. My Hodel."

"My Perchiek. Now be quiet, I'm busy."

She set back to cleaning his wounds.