Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 39

           

           Atthefarendofthehall,atacarveddesk,amansatwritingfuriously."Avanti,"hecalledoutagain,settingdownhispenandwavingthemover.

           Olivettiledtheway,hisgaitmilitary."Signore,"hesaidapologetically."Nohopotuto—"

           Themancuthimoff.Hestoodandstudiedhistwovisitors.

           Thecamerlegnowasnothingliketheimagesoffrail,beatificoldmenLangdonusuallyimaginedroamingtheVatican.Heworenorosarybeadsorpendants.Noheavyrobes.Hewasdressedinsteadinasimpleblackcassockthatseemedtoamplifythesolidityofhissubstantialframe.Helookedtobeinhislate-thirties,indeedachildbyVaticanstandards.Hehadasurprisinglyhandsomeface,aswirlofcoarsebrownhair,andalmostradiantgreeneyesthatshoneasiftheyweresomehowfueledbythemysteriesoftheuniverse.Asthemandrewnearer,though,Langdonsawinhiseyesaprofoundexhaustion—likeasoulwhohadbeenthroughthetoughestfifteendaysofhislife.

           "IamCarloVentresca,"hesaid,hisEnglishperfect."ThelatePope’scamerlegno."Hisvoicewasunpretentiousandkind,withonlytheslightesthintofItalianinflection.

           "VittoriaVetra,"shesaid,steppingforwardandofferingherhand."Thankyouforseeingus."

           OlivettitwitchedasthecamerlegnoshookVittoria’shand.

           "ThisisRobertLangdon,"Vittoriasaid."AreligioushistorianfromHarvardUniversity."

           "Padre,"Langdonsaid,inhisbestItalianaccent.Hebowedhisheadasheextendedhishand.

           "No,no,"thecamerlegnoinsisted,liftingLangdonbackup."HisHoliness’sofficedoesnotmakemeholy.

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