The Count of Monte Cristo

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"He had no other; he was a foundling."

"Then this young man escaped with you?"

"He did."

"In what way?"

"We were working at St. Mandrier, near Toulon. Do you know St.
Mandrier?"

"I do."

"In the hour of rest, between noon and one o'clock"--

"Galley-slaves having a nap after dinner! We may well pity the poor
fellows!" said the abbe.