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«
And
so
the
legend
is
true
,
»
the
Teacher
had
told
Silas
.
«
The
Priory
keystone
has
been
said
to
lie
beneath
the
Sign
of
the
Rose
»
Now
,
still
on
his
knees
in
a
pew
,
Silas
glanced
around
the
church
and
listened
to
make
sure
no
one
was
there
.
For
a
moment
,
he
thought
he
heard
a
rustling
in
the
choir
balcony
.
He
turned
and
gazed
up
for
several
seconds
.
Nothing
.
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I
am
alone
.
Standing
now
,
he
faced
the
altar
and
genuflected
three
times
.
Then
he
turned
left
and
followed
the
brass
line
due
north
toward
the
obelisk
.
At
that
moment
,
at
Leonardo
Da
Vinci
International
Airport
in
Rome
,
the
jolt
of
tires
hitting
the
runway
startled
Bishop
Aringarosa
from
his
slumber
.
I
drifted
off
,
he
thought
,
impressed
he
was
relaxed
enough
to
sleep
.
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«
Benvenuto
a
Roma
,
»
the
intercom
announced
.
Sitting
up
,
Aringarosa
straightened
his
black
cassock
and
allowed
himself
a
rare
smile
.
This
was
one
trip
he
had
been
happy
to
make
.
I
have
been
on
the
defensive
for
too
long
.
Tonight
,
however
,
the
rules
had
changed
.
Only
five
months
ago
,
Aringarosa
had
feared
for
the
future
of
the
Faith
.
Now
,
as
if
by
the
will
of
God
,
the
solution
had
presented
itself
.
Divine
intervention
.