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Автор Simon Singh

SIMON SINGH

Fermat’s Last Theorem

THE STORY OF A RIDDLE THAT CONFOUNDED THE

WORLD’S GREATEST MINDS FOR 358 YEARS

William Collins

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First published in paperback by Fourth Estate in 2002 (reprinted 4 times)

First published in Great Britain in 1997 by Fourth Estate

Copyright © 1997 by Simon Singh

Foreword copyright © 1997 by John Lynch

Line illustrations by Jed Mugford

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Version: 2017-08-14

In memory

of

Pakhar Singh Birring

CONTENTS

We finally met across a room, not crowded, but large enough to hold the entire Mathematics Department at Princeton on their occasions of great celebration. On that particular afternoon, there were not so very many people around, but enough for me to be uncertain as to which one was Andrew Wiles.

After a few moments I picked out a shy-looking man, listening to the conversation around him, sipping tea, and indulging in the ritual gathering of minds that mathematicians the world over engage in at around four o’clock in the afternoon. He simply guessed who I was.