Chapter 29

           InsideSaint-Sulpice,Silascarriedtheheavyironvotivecandleholderfromthealtarbacktowardtheobelisk.Theshaftwoulddonicelyasabatteringram.Eyeingthegraymarblepanelthatcoveredtheapparenthollowinthefloor,herealizedhecouldnotpossiblyshatterthecoveringwithoutmakingconsiderablenoise.

           Irononmarble.Itwouldechooffthevaultedceilings.

           Wouldthenunhearhim?Sheshouldbeasleepbynow.Evenso,itwasachanceSilaspreferrednottotake.Lookingaroundforaclothtowraparoundthetipoftheironpole,hesawnothingexceptthealtar’slinenmantle,whichherefusedtodefile.Mycloak,hethought.Knowinghewasaloneinthegreatchurch,Silasuntiedhiscloakandslippeditoffhisbody.Asheremovedit,hefeltastingasthewoolfibersstucktothefreshwoundsonhisback.

           Nakednow,exceptforhisloinswaddle,Silaswrappedhiscloakovertheendoftheironrod.Then,aimingatthecenterofthefloortile,hedrovethetipintoit.Amuffledthud.Thestonedidnotbreak.Hedrovethepoleintoitagain.Againadullthud,butthistimeaccompaniedbyacrack.Onthethirdswing,thecoveringfinallyshattered,andstoneshardsfellintoahollowareabeneaththefloor.

           Acompartment!

           Quicklypullingtheremainingpiecesfromtheopening,Silasgazedintothevoid.Hisbloodpoundedashekneltdownbeforeit.Raisinghispalebarearm,hereachedinside.

           Atfirsthefeltnothing.Thefloorofthecompartmentwasbare,smoothstone.Then,feelingdeeper,reachinghisarminundertheRoseLine,hetouchedsomething!Athickstonetablet.

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