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Chapter 44

           Hergrandfather’sfavorite.Thelidboreabeautifulinlaiddesignofarose.SheandLangdonexchangedpuzzledlooks.Sophieleanedinandgrabbedthebox,liftingitout.

           MyGod,it’sheavy!

           Shecarrieditgingerlytoalargereceivingtableandsetitdown.Langdonstoodbesideher,bothofthemstaringatthesmalltreasurechesthergrandfatherapparentlyhadsentthemtoretrieve.

           Langdonstaredinwondermentatthelid’shand-carvedinlayafive-petalrose.Hehadseenthistypeofrosemanytimes.«Thefive-petalrose,»hewhispered,»isaPriorysymbolfortheHolyGrail.»

           Sophieturnedandlookedathim.Langdoncouldseewhatshewasthinking,andhewasthinkingittoo.Thedimensionsofthebox,theapparentweightofitscontents,andaPriorysymbolfortheGrailallseemedtoimplyoneunfathomableconclusion.TheCupofChristisinthiswoodenbox.Langdonagaintoldhimselfitwasimpossible.

           «It’saperfectsize,»Sophiewhispered,»tohold…achalice.»

           Itcan’tbeachalice.

           Sophiepulledtheboxtowardheracrossthetable,preparingtoopenit.Asshemovedit,though,somethingunexpectedhappened.Theboxletoutanoddgurglingsound.

           Langdondidadoubletake.There’sliquidinside?

           Sophielookedequallyconfused.«Didyoujusthear…Langdonnodded,lost.«Liquid.»Reachingforward,Sophieslowlyunhookedtheclaspandraisedthelid.

           TheobjectinsidewasunlikeanythingLangdonhadeverseen.Onethingwasimmediatelycleartobothofthem,however.ThiswasdefinitelynottheCupofChrist.

           

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