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Friday, May 31, 2013
rainy afternoon with a good book : >

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Solomon lowered his voice. 'I was hoping you would consider looking after something for me.'

Langdon rolled his eyes. 'Not Hercules, I hope.' Langdon had once agreed to take care of Solomon's hundred-fifty pound mastiff, Hercules, during Solomon's travels. While at Langdon's home, the dog apparently had become homesick for his favorite leather chew toy and had located a worthy substitute in Langdon's study- an original vellum, hand-calligraphed, illuminated Bible from the 1600s.
Somehow 'bad dog' didn't quite seem adequate.

'You know, I'm still searching for a replacement,' Solomon said, smiling sheepishly.

'Forget it. I'm glad Hercules got a taste of religion.'


Cr:( The lost symbol, Dan brown)