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"Private?" he asked, sitting up

"I’m an archivist," she reminded him "Like a priest, we never really retire" She held up the sheaf of papers "And I have the codes to the private McGill archives"

"Bless you," said Arlasses "What did you find?"

"Well, Gerald Bull was considered a bit of a failure in both his own acade pain in the derrière According to his personnel file at McGill, he sort ofeveryone who ca and ere considered crazy ideas No one wanted to ith hiet rid of hih it’s couched in all sorts of diplo tiht work"

"Which, of course, it did," said Armand He studied the papers, then looked up at her "But by then he was long gone When was he born?"

Reine-Marie scanned her notes "March 9, 1928"

Gamache did a quick calculation "That would put hihties now Almost ninety"

Reine-Marie looked at him, puzzled "But he’s dead You know that Dr Bull was killed in 1990, at the age of"--she worked it out--"sixty-two"

"Yes," said Ar?"

"Doesn’tif Gerald Bull is still alive?" she asked, astonished

"I’ve spent too et I said anything" He held up his weak Scotch "Bla odd in the files"

She took a couple of the sheets frolasses from the top of her head where they rested, to her eyes Words and soes Even the secret files continued to hold so this," she said "Notes and papers are sent to the archives, but are edited by security first It’s often the personal diaries of politicians or scientists, so I wasn’t particularly surprised"

"No," said Ar research that obviously had weapons applications"