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  1. WEDNESDAY, MARCH 3, 1666
  2. CHAPTER 1
  3. CHAPTER 2
  4. CHAPTER 3
  5. CHAPTER 4
  6. CHAPTER 5
  7. CHAPTER 6
  8. CHAPTER 7
  9. CHAPTER 8
  10. CHAPTER 9
  11. THURSDAY, MARCH 4, 1666
  12. CHAPTER 10
  13. CHAPTER 11
  14. CHAPTER 12
  15. CHAPTER 13
  16. CHAPTER 14
  17. CHAPTER 15
  18. CHAPTER 16
  19. CHAPTER 17
  20. CHAPTER 18
  21. CHAPTER 19
  22. CHAPTER 20
  23. CHAPTER 21
  24. CHAPTER 22
  25. CHAPTER 23
  26. CHAPTER 24
  27. CHAPTER 25
  28. Chapter 26
  29. CHAPTER 27
  30. CHAPTER 28
  31. CHAPTER 29
  32. CHAPTER 30
  33. CHAPTER 31
  34. CHAPTER 32
  35. CHAPTER 33
  36. CHAPTER 34
  37. CHAPTER 35
  38. CHAPTER 36
  39. CHAPTER 37
  40. FRIDAY, MARCH 5, 1666
  41. CHAPTER 38
  42. CHAPTER 39
  43. CHAPTER 40
  44. CHAPTER 41
  45. CHAPTER 42
  46. CHAPTER 43
  47. CHAPTER 44
  48. CHAPTER 45
  49. CHAPTER 46
  50. CHAPTER 47
  51. CHAPTER 48
  52. CHAPTER 49
  53. CHAPTER 50
  54. CHAPTER 51
  55. CHAPTER 52
  56. MARCH 6–7, 1666
  57. CHAPTER 53
  58. CHAPTER 54
  59. CHAPTER 55
  60. A FEW MATTERS OF HISTORICAL NOTE
  61. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  62. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  63. Also by Kevin Sands

Isaac nodded. “That would fit the riddle. If it is patron saints, then I’d guess ‘ancient walls’ refers to the city. London has several.”

“Saint Paul,” Tom said.

“Michael as well. Though he’s an archangel, not a saint.”

“There’s another M name,” I said. “Master Benedict showed me a book of them once. Mel-something… Mellitus?”

“Who’s that?” Sally said.

“First bishop of London, I think.”

Tom was frowning. “There’s another, too. Something to do with a pilgrimage. I can’t remember his name. It sounded funny. Like Erwin, or something.”

We all looked at one another, but no one knew.

“Solve the code,” Isaac suggested. “That may make the riddle clear.”

“You keep saying you know how,” Tom said to me. “Are you going to show us or not?”

“Sure,” I said. “The secret is this line, here: ‘la ruota dell’italiano.’ It means ‘the Italian’s wheel.’ ”

I opened the sack I’d taken from Blackthorn and pulled out the device inside.

CHAPTER 25

“THIS IS IT,” I SAID. “The Italian’s wheel is Alberti’s disk.”

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“What is that thing?” Tom said.

“A decoding device. Two wheels, made of wood, joined in the center. Both have an alphabet on them. The outer disk is fixed in place, but the inner disk can move.”

I flicked the smaller wheel inside. It spun around a couple of times before coming to a stop.

“It’s basically a substitution cipher, like a simple letter shift. With Alberti’s disk, you match the coded letters on the inside wheel, to the true letters on the outside wheel. The solution depends on how the wheels are aligned. Change them by even one place”—I moved the inner disk—“and you get a totally different substitution.”

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“That’s what makes Alberti’s disk so clever,” I said. “It changes position all the time.”

Sally leaned in, curious. “How do you know where to set the wheels?”

“There are two ways to do it,” I said. “The first is by using a key, like with Vigenère. But we haven’t been given a key. Instead, the first letter of the cipher is a capital letter. See?”

B s m v & h c t c q q t d k d & l x

“The B refers to the letter B on the outer disk. That tells you to align the B with the index letter on the inner disk. Alberti usually chose the letter k as the index. So we begin by aligning the B on the outside with the k on the inside.”

I moved the wheels so they were properly aligned.

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“Now we decipher the message. s is matched with P, so the first letter in the message is P.”

Bridget marched across the paper as I wrote the letter down.

B s m v & h c t c q q t d k d & l x

P