The shipowner, smiling, watched him until he was on the quay and disappear in the flow of people on the street Coach Outlet. Which from five in the morning until nine o'clock at night, crowded with a steady stream of people. Marseille's most famous street, Coach Outlet Street Marseille residents are proud of it, they even enthusiastically arrange things solemnly declared: "If Paris is also a Coach Outlet Street, that Paris can be said small Marseille. "
Shipowners turned to see Danglars standing behind him. Danglars, seemingly waiting for his orders, in fact, like him, in the eyes away to send the young sailor. The two men watched Edmond Dantès, but very different look and meaning in the eyes of two people.
WE WILL LEAVE Danglars hating, trying to speak ill of his companions in the vessel owners to insinuate in the ear. The Dantès crossing a 卡纳比埃尔 of Street, along Noe Yin Street turn Ru Meilan Lane, into a small house to the left. Hand railing in the dark on the stairs, he single-handedly in his racing heart, hastily ran up the stairs leading. Leaving it in a semi-open door and stopped, that the half-open door is a small room.
Dantès's father lived in this room. Pharaon, arrived in Hong Kong news for the elderly do not know. When he was stepped on a chair in the window with trembling fingers to banding morning glory and withered flowers, and want compiled into a trellis. Suddenly he felt an arm thrown around him, and then a familiar voice shouting in the ear, "Father dear father!"
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