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Well, I can't very well claim I'm too busy, now can I? As long as you sign in, I can't imagine anyone being too upset.
What did you have in mind?" "We're trying to find a tomb in London." Gettum looked dubious.
We've got about twenty thousand of them.
Can you be a little more specific?" "It's the tomb of a knight.
We don't have a name." "A knight.
That tightens the net substantially.
Much less common." "We don't have much information about the knight we're looking for," Sophie said, "but this is what we know." She produced a slip of paper on which she had written only the first two lines of the poem.
Hesitant to show the entire poem to an outsider, Langdon and Sophie had decided to share just the first two lines, those that identified the knight.
Compartmentalized cryptography, Sophie had called it.
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