Another new day, new work, and new life. Old Dunling remains familiar, with the fine rain falling endlessly, not knowing when it will stop.
Lorenzo boarded the carriage, and at this moment, Lorenzo discovered that Oscar, the old fellow, was surprisingly robust, perhaps hidden beneath loose clothing, as the fellow was actually broad and stout.
Three people squeezed into the narrow space, Lorenzo sat by the carriage door, with one hand resting on the armrest.
"So you're going personally, it could be dangerous." Oscar asked.
Lorenzo's reaction was strange, Oscar did not expect Lorenzo to be so interested in that Shermans, and Lorenzo seemed unwilling to explain anything, maintaining silence after getting into the carriage.
"After I leave, keep the carriage moving, the longer the better."
Lorenzo suddenly spoke, and immediately pushed open a gap in the door, appearing as though he was ready to leap out the next second.
