‘I saw you two days ago.’
‘Accidents happen when Angela is involved. Why did she get you to come here?’
‘She didn’t. She’s under arrest at the moment.’
‘Good,’ Chang said vehemently. ‘I hope they use the pliers on her.’
‘The what?’ Lytten was puzzled, but passed over the remark. ‘How did you end up here?’
‘She needed to know what this place is, and I needed to hide from you.’
‘Did you find out?’
‘Oh yes.’
‘And?’
‘You will forgive me for being blunt, but as you can see my situation is not good here. I’m afraid knowledge has its price.’
‘What is yours?’
‘I need to stay alive for a few more hours. Angela said she’d open the device for me here at dusk.’
‘I see.’
‘Dusk on the fifth day of the Festivity of the fifth year. They don’t have a universal system for dating, and that was the best direction she could come up with. But Thenald was in his seventh year, and young and healthy, as Henary said. I was afraid I’d be stuck here for ever. I had no choice.’
‘So you really did kill Thenald? Henary got it right?’
‘I had to. It was the most horrible and revolting thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. I’m a scientist, for heaven’s sake, not a cutthroat. Take it as a measure of how desperate I was. It took me months to recover, and I’m not sure I ever did. I still have nightmares about it.’
‘How did you get Catherine on the throne?’
‘I didn’t. It didn’t matter to me who took over. As long as the clock was set to zero, so to speak, it was of no importance who it was.’
‘Then tell me—’
‘No. I’m not saying any more unless you promise to get me out of here. This place is unstable. Besides, even if they don’t kill me, I’ll kill myself if I have to stay much longer.’
‘I’ll see what I can do. Just answer my questions as I pose them.’
‘The matter is settled,’ Lytten said in a booming voice. ‘You will all hear the truth from his own mouth. Jaqui, Hermit of Hooke, do you, freely and without force, confess to the murder of Thenald, Lord of Willdon?’
‘I do,’ the hermit said defiantly, causing a wave of relief to spread through the crowd, followed by a murmur of anger.
‘Did you do this on behalf of any other person?’
‘I did not.’
‘Did any other person know of your intention before you committed this terrible deed?’
‘No.’
‘Did you ever meet, know or communicate with either Pamarchon, nephew of Thenald, or Catherine, widow of Thenald?’
‘I did not.’
‘Then I say to the people of Willdon that they should find you guilty of this most terrible crime. Do you so find him guilty?’
There was a roar of assent from the crowd, accompanied by shaking of fists.
‘Silence! Do not approach. Punishment is my prerogative.’
There was a long pause until the noise died away.
‘The punishment for the crime of murder is death, with the additional penalty of being refused the right to lay down your story. That is inadequate in this case. I say your very body will be expunged from this earth. As dusk falls, I will return whence I came and I will take you into the darkness. You will vanish as if you had never existed and will endure, for all eternity, the punishment due to someone who dares take the life of another. That is my judgement. If the people of this land accept it, then I declare the End of Days will have come and will have passed, never to return.’
He paused, then said in a voice so powerful it brooked no dissent, ‘If you do not accept it, I will destroy Anterwold so completely not even a memory of it remains.’
Even the most bloodthirsty and vindictive of people had never heard of any pronouncement so terrible and cruel. A groan of misery, almost of sympathy for the poor man who was to bear such punishment, rose up.
‘This man’s deeds called me here. Does anyone question my rights?’
No one dared respond.
‘Then go now. The matter is decided for ever. Settle the lordship of Willdon and restore harmony to this land.’
As the crowd slowly began to follow his instructions and started drifting away, Lytten turned to Catherine and Pamarchon. ‘I see that Gontal is already heading off,’ he said. ‘I would hurry as well, if I were you.’
‘I will leave guards to make sure that this man does not try to escape,’ Pamarchon said.
‘He will not. Besides, I think your men may have better things to do. I sense that I was not as persuasive with Gontal as I had hoped. He looks unhappy, and I know what that look means. He wants to be ruler of Willdon so very badly, poor fellow, and this is his last chance. And do not suddenly become tempted by power yourself, young man. I do not want you to have Willdon, and you could win it only at the price of losing Rosalind.’
‘I am a man of my word.’
‘Good. That doesn’t mean, by the way, that you should abandon your comrades. Tell Catherine that I say her secret must be paid for.’
‘I do not understand what you mean, but I will tell her.’
‘Splendid.’
The young man bowed once more and followed the crowd to the place where domain business was conducted. Catherine had already gone.
‘May I go with him for a bit?’ Rosalind said.
‘Of course, my dear. But not for long. We need to talk. You, Jay, should go with Henary. I suspect he needs company. I imagine you have a few things to talk about with Aliena as well.’
Rosalind grinned and skipped after Pamarchon, catching him up and taking hold of his hand. Arm in arm, they walked into the trees and disappeared.
59
The following morning, as day broke over the hills, Jack woke and swiftly got up. He had a long day ahead of him; Emily had offered to drive him to a refuelling station, and there he would try and get a lift north. After that he would make it up as he went along. He didn’t dare travel on ordinary transport, as he would be spotted the moment he bought a ticket, so he would take a longer, more complicated route that gave him a reasonable chance of going into hiding. Then he would blend into the background, unnoticed amongst so many millions of people.
‘Are you ready?’ Emily always seemed to be up before he was, bright and fresh.
‘Yes. If I can take some bread with me...?’
‘Of course. We can go in an hour. There’s not much point leaving before that, as there won’t be anything on the road yet.’
‘I’d rather go now.’
‘I have a few things to do first.’
He supposed that she was worried. If anything went wrong and it became clear that she had been helping him, then the consequences would be bad for her. He was grateful she had offered, and even though it was somewhat selfish, he had accepted without hesitation. It saved him a six-hour walk.
‘Very well. I’ll go and collect the document. I’ll need to wrap it well.’
‘I’m not sure Kendred has quite finished.’
She led the way into the next room, which had been set up as Kendred’s laboratory. Jack had spent an hour in there with him the previous evening, watching to make sure he did not in any way damage anything. He was impressed by his care; Kendred snipped off only a tiny amount of paper to run his tests and for the rest of the time examined it carefully under an old-fashioned microscope, saying nothing and grunting occasionally. He was still working when Jack had left, and looked now as though he had been up all night.
‘Are you nearly finished? Jack wishes to leave.’
Kendred stretched himself. ‘Nearly.’
‘What are your conclusions?’
‘I am absolutely certain that this is a genuinely old document, dating back to the eighteenth century. The paper is certainly that old, the ink is of the same age. I have found nothing in the other papers which refers to it. So how do we explain it? The script cannot have been written then.’