The Lost Symbol

«‘The secret hides within The Order,’» Langdon offered. «And the words the and order are capitalized.»

The old man’s face was expressionless as he positioned the capstone on top of the pyramid and aligned it by sense of touch. He seemed to pause a moment, as if in prayer, and reverently ran his palms over the complete pyramid several times. Then he reached out and located the cube-shaped box, taking it in his hands, feeling it carefully, his fingers probing inside and out.

When he was done, he set down the box and leaned back in his chair. «So tell me,» he demanded, his voice suddenly stern. «Why have you come to me?»

The question took Langdon off guard. «We came, sir, because you told us to. And Mr. Bellamy said we should trust you.»

«And yet you did not trust him?»

«I’m sorry?»

The dean’s white eyes stared directly through Langdon. «The package containing the capstone was sealed. Mr. Bellamy told you not to open it, and yet you did. in addition, peter solomon himself told you not to open it. And yet you did.»

«Sir,» Katherine intervened, «we were trying to help my brother. The man who has him demanded we decipher — »

«I can appreciate that,» the dean declared, «and yet what have you achieved by opening the package? Nothing. Peter’s captor is looking for a location, and he will not be satisfied with the answer of Jeova Sanctus Unus.

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«I agree,» Langdon said, «but unfortunately that’s all the pyramid says. As I mentioned, the map seems to be more figurative than — »

«You’re mistaken, Professor,» the dean said. «The Masonic Pyramid is a real map. It points to a real location. You do not understand that, because you have not yet deciphered the pyramid fully. Not even close.»

Langdon and Katherine exchanged startled looks.

The dean laid his hands back on the pyramid, almost caressing it. «This map, like the Ancient Mysteries themselves, has many layers of meaning. Its true secret remains veiled from you.»

«Dean Galloway,» Langdon said, «we’ve been over every inch of the pyramid and capstone, and there’s nothing else to see.»

«Not in its current state, no. But objects change.»

«Sir?»

«Professor, as you know, the promise of this pyramid is one of miraculous transformative power. Legend holds that this pyramid can change its shape. . alter its physical form to reveal its secrets. Like the famed stone that released Excalibur into the hands of King Arthur, the Masonic Pyramid can transform itself if it so chooses. . and reveal its secret to the worthy.»

Langdon now sensed that the old man’s advanced years had perhaps robbed him of his faculties. «I’m sorry, sir. Are you saying this pyramid can undergo a literal physical transformation?»

«Professor, if I were to reach out with my hand and transform this pyramid right before your eyes, would you believe what you had witnessed?»

Langdon had no idea how to respond. «I suppose I would have no choice.»

«Very well, then. In a moment, I shall do exactly that.» He dabbed his mouth again. «Let me remind you that there was an era when even the brightest minds perceived the earth as flat. For if the earth were round, then surely the oceans would spill off. Imagine how they would have mocked you if you proclaimed, ‘Not only is the world a sphere, but there is an invisible, mystical force that holds everything to its surface’!»

«there’s a difference,» langdon said, «between the existence of gravity. . and the ability to transform objects with a touch of your hand.»

«Is there? Is it not possible that we are still living in the Dark Ages, still mocking the suggestion of ‘mystical’ forces that we cannot see or comprehend. History, if it has taught us anything at all, has taught us that the strange ideas we deride today will one day be our celebrated truths. I claim I can transform this pyramid with a touch of my finger, and you question my sanity. I would expect more from an historian. History is replete with great minds who have all proclaimed the same thing. . great minds who have all insisted that man possesses mystical abilities of which he is unaware.»

Langdon knew the dean was correct. The famous Hermetic aphorism — Know ye not that ye are gods? — was one of the pillars of the Ancient Mysteries. As above, so below. . Man created in God’s image. . Apotheosis. This persistent message of man’s own divinity — of his hidden potential — was the recurring theme in the ancient texts of countless traditions. Even the Holy Bible cried out in Psalms 82:6: Ye are gods!