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researchers appreciated the privacy the surrounding stacks afforded. Career-making
discoveries were uncovered in the to
like rivals peering through the glass as they worked.
Langdon lay the pouch on the table an
Rummaging through a tray of archivist toolsLangdon found the felt-pad pincers
archivists called finger cymbals-oversized tweezers with flattened disks on each arm. As
his excitement mountedLangdon feared at any moment he might awake back in
Cambridge with a pile of test papers to grade. Inhaling deeplyhe o
trembling in their cotton gloveshe reached in with his tongs.
“Relax” Vittoria said. “It’s papernot plutonium.”
Langdon slid the tongs around th
even pressure. Thenrather than pulling out the documentshe held them in place while
he slid off the bag-an archivist’s procedure for minimizing torque on the artifact. Not
until the bag was removed and Langdon had turned on the exam darklight beneath the
table did he begin breathing again.
Vittoria looked like a specter nowlit from below by
sheets” she saidher voice reverent.
Langdon nodded. The stack of folios before them looked like loose pages from a small
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