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Langdon
shook
his
head
.
«
I
m
afraid
we
ve
come
unannounced
.
A
friend
of
mine
speaks
very
highly
of
you
.
Sir
Leigh
Teabing
?
»
Langdon
felt
a
pang
of
gloom
as
he
said
the
name
.
«
The
British
Royal
Historian
.
»
Gettum
brightened
now
,
laughing
.
«
Heavens
,
yes
.
What
a
character
.
Fanatical
!
Every
time
he
comes
in
,
it
s
always
the
same
search
strings
.
Grail
.
Grail
.
Grail
.
I
swear
that
man
will
die
before
he
gives
up
on
that
quest
.
»
She
winked
.
«
Time
and
money
afford
one
such
lovely
luxuries
,
wouldn
t
you
say
?
A
regular
Don
Quixote
,
that
one
.
»
«
Is
there
any
chance
you
can
help
us
?
»
Sophie
asked
.
«
It
s
quite
important
.
»
Отключить рекламу
Gettum
glanced
around
the
deserted
library
and
then
winked
at
them
both
.
«
Well
,
I
can
t
very
well
claim
I
m
too
busy
,
now
can
I
?
As
long
as
you
sign
in
,
I
can
t
imagine
anyone
being
too
upset
.
What
did
you
have
in
mind
?
»
«
We
re
trying
to
find
a
tomb
in
London
.
»
Gettum
looked
dubious
.
«
We
ve
got
about
twenty
thousand
of
them
.
Can
you
be
a
little
more
specific
?
»
«
It
s
the
tomb
of
a
knight
.
We
don
t
have
a
name
.
»
Отключить рекламу
«
A
knight
.
That
tightens
the
net
substantially
.
Much
less
common
.
»
«
We
don
t
have
much
information
about
the
knight
we
re
looking
for
,
»
Sophie
said
,
»
but
this
is
what
we
know
.
»
She
produced
a
slip
of
paper
on
which
she
had
written
only
the
first
two
lines
of
the
poem
.