The next day at dawn, they left for Sète. -- Here it is, children, the boat that carried my father as well as me, it is solid like a castle. They pass Fort St. Nicholas...continue by the Chateâu d'If...and enter the open sea. -- Here is Aigues-Mortes, where St. Louis left for the Holy Land... -- Over there, on land, is Nîmes, the Roman city. After having traveled for quite some time, they finally arrived at the port of Sète. -- Look, it's dear César! César, happy to see his friend Jérôme, offered him a drink in friendship. -- Do you have any news of Frantz. I present to you his nephews. -- Ah! Yes, I brought him to Bordeaux. His business interests were compromised in a bankruptcy...he isn't rich... -- Would you take the children to Bordeaux? Me, I'll write to Frantz. -- Gladly, the eldest will help me with the foam, but I'm warning him, the work is hard. -- It is no problem, sir, I do not fear the work. And the next day, they left on the "Perpignan". -- Come on! I don't want us to be late. THE END.