THE SPECTACULAR 185 ACRE PALACE OF VILLET WAS FIVE AWAY
Twenty beacons northwest of Paris, in the suburbs of Versailles.
The most important rich palaces in Paris; It was complemented by two rectangular lakes and gardens designed by Le Notre, more like a royal palace than a single home. It was often called Little Versailles.
Langdon suddenly stopped the armored truck at the entrance to the mansion, which was miles away
About the structure itself. From a distance, Sir Lai Tingdu's house stood tall on the meadow behind the majestic exterior gate. The words on the gate fragment were in English: Private property - no entry
He not only hung his signs in English, he put the intercom on the gate.
The exterior of his palace from the right side of the sacrament of the driver entering the palace is also according to the English system instead of the left as is the case throughout Auruya, as if he were declaring his home a British island in its own right.
Sophie gave Intercom, who was in the wrong place, a strange look. What if he comes?
Someone came in here with no one in the front seat? Don't ask me. Langdon had this conversation with Tiing.
"He prefers to have everything around him as if he lost it in England."
"Sophie's nets have been removed. Robert, you better do the talking.
Langdon changed his session and approached Sophie so he could press Intercom's button.
He was doing it, and I had a whiff of Sophie's seductive perfume in his nostrils and noticed that he was very close.
He waited there, beset by pain, in a strange situation, while Hagen of the Etracom began.
It rings through the little loudspeaker.
And another, the ticum clicked and a Bagysian man came up with a French accent, and it looked like
"His voice is disturbed. Filet mansion, who's there?
I'm Robert Langdon, Red Langon. And he hardly bowed over my mystical. I am a friend
"Sir Lai Tipping. And I need his help." My master is asleep and so was I before you woke me up, what do you want from him?
I want something special. Something he means to be of great importance to him.
Alan, I'm sure he'll pick you up in the morning.
Lagdon has to sit down again. It's so illiterate.
"That's Sir Leigh's sleep. And if I were a friend, I would know that his health is not well.
Lai Ting was injured paralyzing children as a child and is now in use
Bend collars he wears around his legs with a cane, but Langdon found him on the news visit as a man of such energy that he did not treat him as an ill man. Please tell him that I have discovered new information about the grill, and that information cannot wait until morning
There was silence for a moment.
Wait for Langdon and Sophie to respond, the truck's engine sounds loud, and it went full minute.
And another, someone spoke. My dear friend, let me tell you that you're still counting.
"Harvard Time." This was a soft and low sound that Langdon smiled and recognized the British accent as receptive. "E, I'm sorry to keep you awake at...
This clock is too late.
"The servant told me that not only are you in Paris, you also carry news about the rail.
She thought it would wake you up and get you out of bed.
And I was right about that.
"Can you peel the gate for an old friend?"
"Those who seek the truth are more than friends, they are brothers.
Langdon met Sophie and the pompous look he was used to Ting's dramatic tendencies.
And his bizarre words.
Of course, I will open the gate, "said Tig, but I must despise Lola for your pure heart.
And a test for excellence, you'll answer three questions.
Langdon hum sarcastically, and Sophie whispered. Bear with me. Like I said, its special
With a unique personality.
"The first question, said Ting Burr Herlyle, what is the difference between tea and coffee?
"You no longer know how he feels about the phenomenon of American power.
Earl Grey.
Excellent. Now question twelve, with milk or sugar? Langdon chatter.
"Milk," Sophie whispered in it. I think the Angels are adding milk to the tea "milk", Langdon said ".... "Intoxicated"? Tiing didn't want to.
Look, for a moment, Langdon's disguised himself, now the bitter drink that he gave him on his last visit.
He realized the question was bothered. Lemon "shouted Langdon, Chairael Grey with Lemon. Exactly." Ting seemed very pleased now. And finally, I must ask you the more serious question.
Tien silenced for a moment, then went on on a serious note. What year was the last time a Harvard met Oxford at the Hunley Boat Race? Langdon had no idea, but he thought there was only one reason to ask. Who?
Surely this charade was never performed.
And I opened the gate. "Your heart is sincere, my friend. You can come in now.
