Not knowing the password, the wizard employs all his knowledge of ancient tongues and spells in order to guess the password and command the doors to open. All is in vain. Even the wizard’s unfathomable store of knowledge is insufficient. Eventually he collapses to the ground, “his head bowed, either in despair or in anxious thought.” Then with a startling suddenness, he springs to his feet, laughing. “I have it!” he cries. “Of course, of course! Absurdly simple, like most riddles when you see the answer. . . . The opening word was inscribed on the archway all the time! The translation should
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