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Chapter 67

           TheinlaidRoseonthelidwasbackinplace,andalthoughhisheadfeltmuddled,Langdonwaseagertoremovetheinlayagainandexaminetheengravingbeneathmoreclosely.HeunlatchedthelidandbegantoraiseitwhenTeabinglaidahandonhisshoulderfrombehind.

           «Patience,Robert,»Teabingsaid.«It’sbumpyanddark.Godsaveusifwebreakanything.Ifyoudidn’trecognizethelanguageinthelight,youwon’tdoanybetterinthedark.Let’sfocusongettingawayinonepiece,shallwe?Therewillbetimeforthatverysoon.»

           LangdonknewTeabingwasright.Withanod,herelatchedthebox.

           Themonkinbackwasmoaningnow,strugglingagainsthistrusses.Suddenly,hebegankickingwildly.

           Teabingspunaroundandaimedthepistolovertheseat.«Ican’timagineyourcomplaint,sir.Youtrespassedinmyhomeandplantedanastyweltontheskullofadearfriend.Iwouldbewellwithinmyrightstoshootyourightnowandleaveyoutorotinthewoods.»Themonkfellsilent.»Areyousureweshouldhavebroughthim?»Langdonasked.

           «Bloodywellpositive!»Teabingexclaimed.«You’rewantedformurder,Robert.Thisscoundrelisyourtickettofreedom.Thepoliceapparentlywantyoubadlyenoughtohavetailedyoutomyhome.»

           «Myfault,»Sophiesaid.«Thearmoredcarprobablyhadatransmitter.»

           «Notthepoint,»Teabingsaid.«I’mnotsurprisedthepolicefoundyou,butIamsurprisedthatthisOpusDeicharacterfoundyou.

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