"Knock, knock, knock!"
The crisp sound of knocking interrupted Tocqueville, who was tidying up his work notes. He lifted his head and glanced at the oak door, responding calmly:
"Come in!"
The oak door slowly opened, and a youthful face appeared at the entrance. Holding a leather file bag, he said respectfully, "Mr. Tocqueville, we should disembark!"
"Got it, Lale!" Tocqueville nodded and continued packing the remaining items into his luggage.
Lale quickly rushed to Tocqueville's side to assist him with packing.
Subsequently, with Tocqueville's luggage slung over his shoulder, they went one after the other along the staircase inside the cabin to the deck.
The sailing ship gently anchored at one of the dock entrances. Under the guidance of a sailor, Tocqueville and Lale jumped onto a small boat to leave the sailing ship.
The small boat carried Tocqueville and Lale through the canal, arriving at the nearest mooring point to the sailing ship.
