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Langdon
looked
out
at
Sophie
on
the
bluff
,
then
down
at
the
rosewood
box
in
his
hand
.
Impossible
.
Slowly
,
Langdon
turned
back
to
the
young
man
.
«
You
said
your
grandmother
has
a
box
like
this
one
?
»
«
Almost
identical
.
»
«
Where
did
she
get
it
?
»
«
My
grandfather
made
it
for
her
.
He
died
when
I
was
a
baby
,
but
my
grandmother
still
talks
about
him
.
She
says
he
was
a
genius
with
his
hands
.
He
made
all
kinds
of
things
.
»
Langdon
glimpsed
an
unimaginable
web
of
connections
emerging
.
«
You
said
your
grandmother
raised
you
.
Do
you
mind
my
asking
what
happened
to
your
parents
?
»
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The
young
man
looked
surprised
.
«
They
died
when
I
was
young
.
»
He
paused
.
«
The
same
day
as
my
grandfather
.
»
Langdon
s
heart
pounded
.
«
In
a
car
accident
?
»
The
docent
recoiled
,
a
look
of
bewilderment
in
his
olive
-
green
eyes
.
«
Yes
.
In
a
car
accident
.
My
entire
family
died
that
day
.
I
lost
my
grandfather
,
my
parents
,
and
»
He
hesitated
,
glancing
down
at
the
floor
.
«
And
your
sister
,
»
Langdon
said
.
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Out
on
the
bluff
,
the
fieldstone
house
was
exactly
as
Sophie
remembered
it
.
Night
was
falling
now
,
and
the
house
exuded
a
warm
and
inviting
aura
.
The
smell
of
bread
wafted
through
the
opened
screened
door
,
and
a
golden
light
shone
in
the
windows
.
As
Sophie
approached
,
she
could
hear
the
quiet
sounds
of
sobbing
from
within
.
Through
the
screened
door
,
Sophie
saw
an
elderly
woman
in
the
hallway
.
Her
back
was
to
the
door
,
but
Sophie
could
see
she
was
crying
.
The
woman
had
long
,
luxuriant
,
silver
hair
that
conjured
an
unexpected
wisp
of
memory
.
Feeling
herself
drawn
closer
,
Sophie
stepped
onto
the
porch
stairs
.
The
woman
was
clutching
a
framed
photograph
of
a
man
and
touching
her
fingertips
to
his
face
with
loving
sadness
.
It
was
a
face
Sophie
knew
well
.
Grand
-
père
.
The
woman
had
obviously
heard
the
sad
news
of
his
death
last
night
.