One hundred small shells were successfully sent to the destination, but Mr. Marlowe was still reluctant. This time, he brought a little boy.
"This is my son, Carew." He grabbed the child's hand tightly, and the latter was desperately trying to get out, "Mr. Santis, I need you to send him to the farm."
"Well, Mr. Marlowe, though it 's your son ..." Santis looked at his reluctant Caru, helplessly grasping his head. "But I'm sorry, we are the courier, not the kidnappers.
"I want him to go to the farm for some time, where I can learn to do farm work, but also to the rigorous but good at the logic of the tutor.
"I hate logic lessons!" Carew and kicked again.
"You have to go to the farm!" Mr. Marlow cried to his son, and he turned and put a letter to Santis. "This is a letter of introduction, if you can not send my son to the farm, then you You have to admit that this is a bad courier company!
"Fortunately, I am very confident of my children courier." Santis said. This time he called Nick, a thin and tall young man. Karu stared at him and did not like him at all. Nick listened to the request and asked, "Mr. Santis, just take him to the farm?"
"Yes."
"That's so simple," Nick said lively. He took the letter of introduction, the letter on the "farm work" and "logic class" all drained, and then changed to "play." "How about?" He gave the letter to Carew. Carew's eyes suddenly put the light. "I really can play - just play?"
"Of course, Mr. Marlowe only let us take you to the farm, did not say anything.
Caru immediately ran out like a gust of wind. "Wait for me!" Nick had to chase him out.
"How can you play, oh, how happy it is!" She said, "I hope Mr. Marlow will not let me get his son back again!"
Mr. Marlowe once again visited the news company of Santis. "You're a magical man!" He said to Santis, "I received a letter from the farmer, and he said that Caru was very happy there."
I and Santis as a glance, we all know that the farmer said "happy" is what, I can even imagine the Karlu Pa La in the tree happily poke the hornet's nest scene. The happy Santis began to blow up the bull: "I said, nothing can baffle me!" He glanced at the wall, where a founding ceremony of the oil painting, painting, hundreds of years ago The president is holding the glass and the people celebrate together. "Even if you want a glass of festivals, I can give you a courier!"
"Oh, is that right?" Said Mr. Marlowe, and on the contrary, he was quite looking forward to saying, "I would have liked a glass of festivals.
Santis froze a moment, it seems that he was blowing his own leather was stumped. But after only a few seconds he immediately laughed: "It 's too simple! I can do it myself!
After a quarter of an hour he ran back and had a glass of wine on his hand. "give!"
"Do you really get it?" Mr. Malo's expression was like seeing the gods.
"Yes ah, what is it difficult? Time shuttle, every courier company must have something!"
Mr. Marlow nodded again and again. But I am still very horrified. I went to the corridor with Santis, stammered and said: "You will not ... ... really get the ... ..."
"Did not you say that?" He said, "how did you say?" He lowered his voice. "Even if I got a bottle of wine from the store on the street grocery store, how could Mr. Marlow be able to figure out exactly where it came from The age?
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