King's University, headed by King George IV in 1829, had a department
Theology and religious studies in a building adjacent to Parliament in a property granted to him by the King. The Department of Religious Studies at King's University prides itself on 150 years of teaching and research experience, as well as on its 1982 founding of the Institute for Research in Symantetic Theology.
The library is leaving behind heavy rain outside. The main research room, as Tiing described it, was an octagon room with a bizarre round table in the center. The MacArthur and his Knights, but not the 12 computers with flat-screens on it On the other side of the room away, the librarian was pouring a cup of morning tea and preparing to start a new work day.
What a beautiful morning, "she said merrily as she left her tea and came towards them. "Do you
Can I help you guys?
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Robert Langdon. She had a nice smile on her face. "I know who you are.
Langdon feared for a moment that Fash might have also posted his picture on television.
English too, but the smile on the librarian comforted him. He is not yet used to such unexpected moments of fame. But if there is anything I can do...
To get to know him would be the religious research reference librarian Pamela Gitum, the librarian said, and she reached out to shake his hand. She had a nice face.
Indicates broad knowledge and a clear voice, and her neck glasses were
Thick, dark lenses.
Langdon said, "This is my friend Sophie Novo.
They greeted each other, and then Gitum turned straight to Langdon, I didnt know you
I was coming here.
We weren't planning to come. We desperately need your help finding some.
Information if that's possible.
Getum changed its appearance and seemed hesitant. "Yin Library offers its services on petition of Lu
A date at all, unless you're a guest on campus? Navea, "I'm afraid I've gone out without a date.
So many good things about you. Sir Lei-Ting?" Langdon felt his heart gripped when he spoke his name.
The Royal British Morch. Then Getum rejoiced and laughed. Of course, yes. Hey"
He has a unique personality. Hes a maniac! Every time he comes to Hana, he urges on the same subject. The grill, the grill, and the grill. I swear this man will die and even give up his relentless search for a stranger, "said the blink of vacuum and money." The luxuries are such a pleasure, don't you? That man is literally Don Quixote." Can you help? I asked Sophie, it's very important.
Getum looked around the empty library and then winked them. Well, I can't pretend to be...
Now, as long as you two are going to get your names on the login, I don't think that would bother anyone. What are you two looking for? "Let's try to look over a shrine in Len.
Getum seemed to hesitate. "There are about twenty thousand shrines here. Can you tell me where you are?
More specific.
"It's the mausoleum of Persia. But we don't know his name.
Frigid? It Narrows it down a lot, so it's not even here at all.
We don't have much information about the Horseman we're looking for, Sophie said. But
Here's what we know. And I put out a paper with only the first two lines of the poem Langdon and Sophie were reluctant to reveal it to strangers, so
They decided to offer her the first two verses. That's the two of you talking about the Horseman. SEPARATE CODE, SO SOFY CALLED IT, WHEN INTELLIGENCE CONVERTS A TEXT INTO CODE CONTAINING SECRET INFORMATION, BOTH CODE ANALYZERS WORK ON A SECTION OF THE CODE
Others do not know it, so neither of them has a fully encrypted message But the caution in this case was exaggerated, the librarian Le Rat recounted the entire poem, and knew the Knight's tomb and the missing ball, so the information would have no significance without.
The Kretx.
Gytom felt a pressing need in the eyes of the famous American scholar, and he was
Finding that knight's grave was someone of great importance. And the woman with the green eyes was looking very eager, and she put on her glasses, puzzled by their blubber, and looked at the paper they had given.
Just to her.
In London lies a knight buried by a Pope.
I looked at her guest. Is it a Harvard treasure guidebook?
Langdon's laugh was artificial. YEAH, SOMETHING LIKE THAT
Gytom is silent and she feels that Anima has not told her the whole story. And even though it's not a good idea,
She was curious and found herself contemplating the House of Poetry intently. According to this House of Poetry, a knight who had done Sheena had angered the Lord. However, the Pope tolerated him and allowed him to be buried in
The rhinos.
"What kind of goon does it look like to you?
Getum went to a computer. I didn't think anything was relevant.
So now, but to see what we can find out from the database, over the last two decades, the Research Institute at Nizum El Hutt at King's University has been using visually typesetting software as well as GATT translation devices to convert and archive halo collections of texts such as religious encyclopedias, bibliographies, scriptures written in multiple languages, history books, Vatican correspondence, clerical memorandums, and all known scripts written about human religion. Since large groups are now simply digital instead of physical pages,
Access to information now became a hundred times easier than before when Getum settled down in front of a computer, looking intently at a piece of paper.
Hand hits on the surprises board. At first, I'm going to look directly at the urinary method of encoding names to the English scientist George Bull - using some of the obvious keywords in the poem and look at what we get." Thank you.
I hit Tatum for the next few words:
London, Horseman, Papa.
Then it hits the search button, and it hears from there the hum of the supercomputers.
At the bottom, looking for data at a speed of one megabit per second, I asked the system to display any documents with the full text of the three words.
Primary.
And we'll certainly get a product that we don't need all of. But it might be a good start, anyway.
"Das.
Started some hits on the screen now. The collection of paintings by Sir Joshua Reynolds. Len University Gazette
Getum shook its anchor. Obviously this isn't what we're looking for. And moved on to the result
Second event.
London works on Alexander Albaya, by J. Wilson Knight shook her head into exile again
The results of the search were appearing more quickly and successively. It appeared on the screen.
Dozens of texts, mostly referring to 18th-century English books by Alexander the Pope, who wrote an epic poem satirical to religion, apparently containing. Too many references to knights and no
Getum took a quick look at the digital field at the bottom of the screen. Since this is the last time
The computer gave an initial guess from the information expected to be found by calculating the current Tang number multiplied by the seminal tip of the database still being searched. And this particular research will be given as Hanna from data on what appears to be 2.692: approximate number of products.
We would like to narrow the search even further, "said Getum, and I've stopped the search. Did you
"This is all the information you have about the mausoleum? Nothing else you can count on? Langdon looked at Sophie Novo, and he seemed hesitant.
Getum felt this isnt just a treasure hunt, Ive heard many rumors
So, an experiment in Rome last year, where this American was allowed access to the most highly guarded library and impenetrable system in the world. It's the Vatican's secret archive.
Sophie shared the secrets Langdon might have had inside, and whether his pathetic search for a mysterious tomb in London had anything to do with information he learned within the walls of the Vanikans. Gytum's fold-out experience as a librarian led her to know that the most common reason for coming to London purely from the Musketeers was the grill Smeared Gytum and got up from her eyeglasses, a friend of Ai Ting, and you're at
Egltra now looking for one of the Musketeers Gytum folded her hands, which leads me to assume you're in "Find the Griggle."
Langdon and Sophie exchanged stunts and amazement.
Getum laughed. This library is a base camp for grail seekers. Among them,
Leigh Tipping. It is my pain to take Schelig every time I look for information about the Rose, Mary Magdalene, Sanfreal, Mervingan and the Brotherhood of Sion... Etc. Etc. Everyone's looking for a theory.
I need more information.
"On secrecy, it is now too late for Leftema to have a fateful quick result," Sophie said without thinking. That's all we know." And borrowed a pen from Langdon.
She wrote another two lines on the scrap of paper and gave it to Gytom.
You're looking for a royal ball on his grave.
It tells the story of a pink body and a womb that carried a spirit in his heart, and Getum is smiling between it and its text. I had a pretty good hunch. I thought
Getum has noted the reference to the rose and her mercy, which holds the seed of Christ. I could help them, she said that looking at them with her eyes up, so I could ask.
Where did you two come from with this poem? And why are you looking for the Royal Ball? You can ask that, "Langdon said with a nice smile, but that's a story.
Too long and too tight.
That sounds like a funny way to tell me to mind your own business and don't mind your own business.
"I will be silent forever," said Langdon, "if you can find out who that is.
The Horseman and where he is buried.
Very well, she said Gitum, and struck other words, as myths. If that's a topic.
We have to narrow down the search even further and include the words related to the grizzly, saphev roughly and erase the old title of the search. That would reduce
"Relevant results and retention of results with keywords related to the grill: Search for
A knight, London, Papa, shrine.
In the 100 word range that contains:
Grill, rose, sangrial, mug.
How long will this process take?" I asked Sophie.
The vow... A few trillions of bits with multiple fields of addresses and all
The notes you wrote about it?
"The eyes of a Gytom hitting a search key. About fifteen minutes
He never said no word, but Getum felt that was what he looked like.
We wait forever.
Tea?" Salted Getum, standing up and headed for her earlier teapot
Their coming, no one likes to drink my tea.
