Monte Cristo shook it coldly, according to his invariable practice. "Here I am, dear count." Welcome home again." I arrived an hour since." From Diepp...?" No, from Treport." Indeed?" And I have come at once to see you." That is extremely kind of you," said Monte Cristo with a tone of perfect indifference."And what is the news?" You should not ask a stranger, a foreigner, for news." I know it, but in asking for news, I mean, have you done anything for me?" Had you commissioned me?" said Monte. "Does it remind you of anyone?" he queried, showing a remarkable empathy for the woman's thoughts. "Uitula." Who?" Nev-never mind. Is it possible to remove that statue? To bring it down onto the beach?" she asked sweetly.Not one to refuse a polite request, especially from a woman of such poise as the one before him, Hiero Friogato climbed up the side of the ship and gently pried the figurehead from its spot using a straight iron pole. He looped a rope under its arms and around its back once it. "Probably would too," he continued. "I'll bet that thing would split that little girl wide open!" "Oh don't worry," he said, at my obvious discomfiture, "I won't tell her." "Anyway," he continued, "she probably wouldn't mind anyway. She already knows that I like to look at her, and she never says anything. Sometimes, she suns herself right in front of my window too. I feel like I could almost reach out and touch her. Of course, I wouldn't. She's too young, for one thing, and doesn't. I used to stare her while she was walking and could be thinking to touch those.One day unknowingly I touched her butt and felt so happy that as if I achieved the whole world.One day I was passing from that house saw her calling me. I thought there is some work she is going to assign me. She called me inside the house and started to cry saying his husband was a lair…Bla bla bla. I told her do not worry aunty everything is going to be fine and touched her hands and went home.That night I.