The Da Vinci Code

Alastair Duncan

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Audiobooks

Description

A piece from a contemporary novel using American and French accents.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

French (General) North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Robert Langdon awoke slowly. A telephone was ringing in the darkness. A tinny, unfamiliar ring. He fumbled for the bedside lamp and turned it on. Squinting at his surroundings, he saw a plush Renaissance bedroom with Louis 16 furniture hand frescoed walls on a colossal mahogany four poster bed. Where the **** am I? The jacquard bathrobe hanging on his bed. Boast bore the Monogram Hotel Ritz Paris. Slowly, the fog began to lift. Langdon picked up the receiver. Hello, Monsieur Langdon, a man's voice said. I hope I have not awoken you. Dazed? Langdon looked at the bedside clock. It was 12 32 AM He had been asleep only an hour, but he felt like the dead. This is the concierge, Monsieur. I apologize for this intrusion, but you have a visitor. He insists it is urgent. Langdon still felt fuzzy a visitor, his eyes focused. Now, on a crumpled flyer on his bedside table, the American University of Paris proudly presents an evening with Robert Langdon, professor of religious symbology. Harvard University. Langdon groaned. Tonight's lecture, a slide show about pagan symbolism hidden in the stones of Shark Cathedral, had probably ruffled some conservative feathers in the audience. Most likely some religious scholar had trailed him home to pick a fight. I'm sorry, Langdon said, but I'm very tired. And Monsieur, the concierge pressed, lowering his voice to an urgent whisper. Your guest is an important man. Langdon had little doubt his books on religious paintings and cult symbology had made him a reluctant celebrity in the art world. And last year Langdon's visibility had increased 100 fold after his involvement in a widely publicized incident at the Vatican. Since then, the stream of self important historians and art buffs arriving at his door had seemed never ending.