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Robert
Langdon
stood
beneath
the
lofty
cupola
of
the
deserted
Chapter
House
and
stared
into
the
barrel
of
Leigh
Teabing
s
gun
.
Robert
,
are
you
with
me
,
or
against
me
?
The
Royal
Historian
s
words
echoed
in
the
silence
of
Langdon
s
mind
.
There
was
no
viable
response
,
Langdon
knew
.
Answer
yes
,
and
he
would
be
selling
out
Sophie
.
Answer
no
,
and
Teabing
would
have
no
choice
but
to
kill
them
both
.
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Langdon
s
years
in
the
classroom
had
not
imbued
him
with
any
skills
relevant
to
handling
confrontations
at
gunpoint
,
but
the
classroom
had
taught
him
something
about
answering
paradoxical
questions
.
When
a
question
has
no
correct
answer
,
there
is
only
one
honest
response
.
The
gray
area
between
yes
and
no
.
Silence
.
Staring
at
the
cryptex
in
his
hands
,
Langdon
chose
simply
to
walk
away
.
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Without
ever
lifting
his
eyes
,
he
stepped
backward
,
out
into
the
room
s
vast
empty
spaces
.
Neutral
ground
.
He
hoped
his
focus
on
the
cryptex
signaled
Teabing
that
collaboration
might
be
an
option
,
and
that
his
silence
signaled
Sophie
he
had
not
abandoned
her
.
All
the
while
buying
time
to
think
.
The
act
of
thinking
,
Langdon
suspected
,
was
exactly
what
Teabing
wanted
him
to
do
.
That
s
whyhe
handed
me
the
cryptex
.
So
I
could
feel
the
weight
of
my
decision
.
The
British
historian
hoped
the
touch
of
the
Grand
Master
s
cryptex
would
make
Langdon
fully
grasp
the
magnitude
of
its
contents
,
coaxing
his
academic
curiosity
to
overwhelm
all
else
,
forcing
him
to
realize
that
failure
to
unlock
the
keystone
would
mean
the
loss
of
history
itself
.