“You think they found the Ark?”
“No trace of it has ever been seen.”
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“Soon after,” Miriam added, “stories began to be sung of knights in search of a Holy Grail.”
“The cup of the Last Supper,” I said.
“That’s one story,” Farhi said. “But the Grail has also been described in various accounts as a cauldron, a platter, a stone, a sword, a spear, a fish, a table . . . and even a secret book.” He was watching me carefully.
“The Book of Thoth!”
“I haven’t heard it called that, until now. And yet the story you’ve told Jericho and Miriam is intriguing. The god Thoth was the precur-sor of the Greek god Hermes. Did you know that?”
“Yes, I learned that in Egypt.”
“In the legend of Parzival, finished in 1210, the hero seeks counsel from a wise old hermit named Treurizent. Do you recognize that name?”
I shook my head.
“Some scholars believe it comes from the French
“Yes. Three Times Greatest, the First Intelligence, the originator of civilization. He was the first great author, the one we Jews know as Enoch.”
“Enoch was the name my mentor in Egypt took.”
“I’m not surprised. Now, when the Templars were arrested they were accused of heresy. They were charged with obscene rituals, sex with other men, and worshipping a mysterious figure named Baphomet.
Have you ever heard of him?”
“No.”
“He’s been portrayed as a goat-headed demon, or devil. Yet there is a curiosity about that name. If it came from Jerusalem, it could be a corruption of the Arabic word
w i l l i a m d i e t r i c h
I thought a moment. “King Solomon.”
“Yes! The connections continue. The ancient Jews also had the habit, during foreign occupation, of sometimes writing secret codes using substitution ciphers. In the Atbash cipher, each letter of the Hebrew alphabet actually represents another letter. The first letter becomes the last in the alphabet, the second letter the second-to-the-last, and so on. If you spell Baphomet in Hebrew, and then translate it using this Atbash cipher, it comes out reading
“Baphomet. Solomon. Sophia. So the knights were pledging themselves to wisdom, not to a demon?”
“That is my theory,” Farhi said modestly.
“Then why were they persecuted?”
“Because the king of France feared them and wanted their wealth.
What better way to discredit your enemies than to accuse them of blasphemy?”
“The knights may have pledged themselves to something more tangible,” Miriam said. “Did you not tell us, Ethan, that
“Yes.”
“And so the chain is even longer. Baphomet is the Father of Wisdom, is Solomon, is Sophia . . . but could he also not be thought, Thoth, your original god of all learning?” I was stunned. Had the Knights Templar, the reputed ancestors of my own fraternal Masonic lodges, know of this ancient Egyptian deity? Had they even worshipped it? Was all this nonsense connected, in ways that stretched from Masons to Templars, and from Templars back through Greeks, Romans, Jews, to ancient Egypt? Was there a secret history that wound through all the world’s time, paralleling the commonly known one?
“And how did Solomon become so wise?” Jericho said slowly. “If this book were real, and the king had it in his possession. . . .”
“There were dark rumors Solomon had the power to summon demons,” Miriam said. “And so the stories loop on themselves—that pious men sought only knowledge, or that the knowledge itself was t h e
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corrupting, leading to riches and evil. Is knowledge good or bad?
Look at the story of the Garden of Eden and the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil. Back and forth the legends and arguments go.” I was dazed with the possibilities. “You think the Knights Templar already found this book?”
“If they did they may have lost it in the purge that followed,” Farhi said. “Your particular Grail may be nothing but ashes, or in other hands. Yet no power followed the Templars. No group of knights ever equaled them, and no fraternity ever again became so widespread over Europe. And when Jacques de Molay, the last grand master, was
