cb.imajica1-第64章
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〃What do you know about the Tabula Rasa？〃
〃Everything there is to know；〃 Clara replied。 〃I was a
member of the Society for many years。〃
〃But they think you're dead？〃
〃They're not far wrong。 I haven't got more than a few months left； which is why it's important I pass along what I know。〃
〃To me？〃
〃That depends；〃 she said。 〃First I want to know what you were doing at the tower。〃 〃I was looking for a way in。〃 〃Have you ever been inside？〃 〃Yes and no。〃
〃Meaning what？〃
〃My mind's been inside even though my body hasn't；〃 Judith said； fully expecting a repeat of Clara's weird little laugh in response。
Instead； the woman said； 〃On the night of December the thirty…first。〃
〃How the hell did you know that？〃
Clara put her hand up to Judith's face。 Her fingers were icy cold。 〃First； you should know how I departed the Tabula Rasa。〃
Though she told her story without embellishments； it took some time； given that so much of what she was explaining required footnotes for Judith to fully prehend its significance。 Clara； like Oscar； was the descendant of one of the Society's founding members and had been brought up to believe in its basic principles： England； tainted by magic…indeed； almost destroyed by it…had to be protected from any cult or individual who sought to educate new generations in its corrupt practices。 When Judith asked how this near destruction had e about； Clara's answer was a story in itself。 Two hundred years ago this ing midsummer； she explained； a ritual had been attempted that had gone tragically awry。 Its purpose had been to reconcile the reality of earth with those of four other dimensions。
〃The Dominions；〃 Judith said； dropping her voice； which was already low； lower still。
〃Say it out loud；〃 Clara replied。 〃Dominions！ Dominions！〃 She only raised her voice to speaking volume； but after such a time whispering it was shockingly loud。 〃It's been a secret for too long；〃 she said。 〃And that gives the enemy power。〃
〃Who is the enemy？〃
〃There are so many；〃 she said。 〃In this Dominion； the Tabula Rasa and its servants。 And it's got plenty of thos …believe me； in the very highest places。〃
〃How？〃
〃It's not difficult； when your members are the descendants of kingmakers。 And if influence fails； you can alwa buy your way past democracy。 It's going on all the time。〃
〃And in the other Dominions？〃
〃Getting information's more difficult； especially now； I knew two women who regularly passed between here an the Reconciled Dominions。 One of them was found dead week ago； the other's disappeared。 She may also have been murdered…〃
〃By the Tabula Rasa。〃
〃You know a good deal； don't you？ What's your source？〃
Judith had known Clara would ask that question eventu…ally and had been trying to decide how she would answer it Her belief in Clara Leash's integrity grew apace； but wouldn't it be precipitous to share with a woman she'd taken for a bag lady only two hours before a secret that could be Oscar's death warrant if known to the Tabula Rasa？
〃I can't tell you my source；〃 she said。 〃This person's ia； great danger as it is。〃
〃And you don't trust me。〃 She raised her hand to ward
off any protest。 〃Don't sweet…talk me！〃 she said。 〃You
don't trust me； and why should I blame you？ But let me ask
this： Is this source of yours a man？〃
〃Yes。 Why？〃
〃You asked me before who the enemy was； and I said。 the Tabula Rasa。 But we've got a more obvious enemy： the opposite sex。〃
〃What？〃
〃Men； Judith。 The destroyers。〃
〃Oh； now wait…〃
〃There used to be Goddesses throughout the Dominions； Powers that took our sex's part in the cosmic drama。 They're all dead； Judith。 They didn't just die of old age。 They were systematically eradicated by the enemy。〃
〃Ordinary men don't kill Goddesses。〃
〃Ordinary men serve extraordinary men。 Extraordinary men get their visions from the Gods。 And Gods kill Goddesses。〃
〃That's too simple。 It sounds like a school lesson。〃 〃Learn it； then。 And if you can； disprove it。 I'd like that； truly I would。 I'd like to discover that the Goddesses are all in hiding somewhere…〃
〃Like the woman under the tower？〃
For the first time in this dialogue； Clara was lost for words。 She simply stared； leaving Jude to fill the silence of her astonishment。
〃When I said I've been into the tower in my mind； that isn't strictly true；〃 Jude said。 〃I've only been under the tower。 There's a cellar there； like a maze。 It's full of books。 And behind one of the walls there's a woman。 I thought she was dead at first； but she isn't。 She's maybe close to it； but she's holding on。〃
Clara was visibly shaken by this account。 〃I thought I was the only one who knew she was there；〃 she said。
〃More to the point； do you know who she is？〃
〃I've got a pretty good idea；〃 Clara said； and picked up the story she'd been diverted from earlier： the tale of how she'd e to leave the Tabula Rasa。
The library beneath the tower； she explained； was the most prehensive collection of manuscripts dealing with the occult sciences…but more particularly the legends and lore of the Imajica…in the world。 It had been gathered by the men who'd founded the Society； led by Roxborough and Godolphin； to keep from the hands and minds of innocent Englishmen the stain of things Imajical； but rather than cataloguing the collection…making an index of these forbidden books…generations of the Tabula Rasa had simply left them to fester。
〃I took it upon myself to sort through the collection。 Believe it or not； I was once a very ordered woman； I got it from my father。 He was in the military。 At first I was watched by two other members of the Society。 That's the law。 No member of the Society is allowed into the library alone； and if any one judges either of the other two to be in any way unduly interested or influenced by the volum they can be tried by the Society and executed。 I don't thin it's ever been done。 Half the books are in Latin； and who reads Latin？ The other half…you've seen for yourself they're rotting on their spines； like all of us。 But I wanted order； the way Daddy would have liked it。 Everything neat and tidy。
〃My panions soon got tired of my obsession and left me to it。 And in the middle of the night I felt something 。 。 。 or somebody。 。 。 pulling at my thoughts； plucking them out of my scalp one by one； like hairs。 Of course I thought it was the books； at first。 I thought the words had got some power over me。 I tried to leave； but you know I really didn't want to。 I'd been Daddy's repressed little daughter for fifty years； and I was about ready to crack。 Celestine knew it too…〃
〃Celestine is the woman in the wall？〃
〃I believe it's her； yes。〃
〃But you don't know who she is？〃
〃I'm ing to that；〃 Clara said。 〃Roxborough's house stood on the land where the tower now stands。 The cellar is the cellar of that house。 Celestine was…indeed； still is… Roxborough's prisoner。 He walled her up because he didn't dare kill her。 She'd seen the face of Hapexamendios； the God of Gods。 She was insane； but she'd been touched〃 by divinity； and even Roxborough didn't dare lay a finger on her。〃
〃How do you know all this？〃
〃Roxborough wrote a confession； a few days before he died。 He knew the woman he'd walled up would outlive him by centuries； and I suppose he also knew that sooner or later somebody would find her。 So the confession was also a warning to whatever poor； victimized man came along； telling him that she was not to be touched。 Bury her again； he said； I remember that very clearly。 Bury her again； in the deepest abyss your wits may devise…〃
〃Where did you find this confession？〃
〃In the wall； that night when I was alone。 I believe Celestine led me to it； by plucking thoughts out of my head And putting new ones in。 But she plucked too hard。 My mind gave up。 I had a stroke down there。 I wasn't found for three days。〃 〃That's horrible…〃
〃My suffering's nothing pared to hers。 Roxborough had found this woman in London； or his spies had； and he knew she was a creature of immense power。 He probably realized it more clearly than she did； in fact； because he says in the confession she was a stranger to herself。 But she'd seen sights no other human being had ever witnessed。 She'd been snatched from the Fifth Dominion； escorted across the Imajica； and taken into the presence of Hapexa…mendios。〃
〃Why？〃
〃It gets stranger。 When he interrogated her； she told him she'd been brought back into the Fifth Dominion preg…nant。〃
〃She was having God's child？〃
〃That's what she told Roxborough。〃
'She could have been inventing it all； just to keep him from hurting her。〃
〃I don't think he'd have done that。 In fact I think he was half in love with her。 He said in the confession he felt like his friend Godolphin。 I'm broken by a woman's eye； he wrote。〃
〃That's an odd phrase；〃 Jude thought； thinking of the stone as she did so： its stare； its authority。
〃Well； Godolphin died obsessing on some mistress he'd loved and lost； claiming he'd been destroyed by her。 The men were always the innocents； you see。 Victims of female eonnivings。 I daresay Roxborough'd persuaded himself that walling Celestine up was an act of love。 Keeping her under his thumb forever。〃
〃What happened to the child？〃 Judith said。
〃Maybe she can tell us herself；〃 Clara replied。
〃Then we have to get her out。〃
〃Indeed。〃
〃Do you have any idea how？〃 〃Not yet；〃 Clara said。 〃Until you appeared I was ready to despair。 But between the two of us we'll find some way to save her；〃
It was getting late； and Jude was anxious that her absence not be noted； so the plans they laid were sketchy in the extreme。 A further examination of the tower was clearly in order； this time…Clara proposed…under cover of darkness。
〃Tonight；〃 she suggested。
〃No； that's too soon。 Give me a day to make up some
excuse for being out for the night；〃
〃Who's the watchdog？〃 Clara said。
〃Just a man。〃
〃Suspicious？〃
〃Sometimes。〃
〃Well； Celestine's waited a long time to be set free。 She can wait another twenty…four hours。 But please； no longer； I'm not a well woman。〃
Jude put her hand over Clara's hand； the first contact between them since the woman had touched her icy fingers to Jude's cheek。 〃You're not going to die；〃 she said。
〃Oh； yes； I am。 It's no great hardship。 But I want to see Celestine's face before I leave。〃
〃We will；〃 Judith said。 〃If not tomorrow night； soon after。〃
She didn't believe what Clara had said about men pertained to Oscar； He was no destroyer of Goddesses； either by hand or proxy。 But Dowd was another matter entirely。 Though his facade was civilized…almost prissy at times… she would never forget the casual way he'd disposed of the voiders' bodies； warming his hands at the pyre as though they were branches； not bones； that were cracking in the flames。 And； as bad luck would have it； Dowd was back at the house when she returned； and Oscar was not； so it was his questions she was obliged to answer if she wasn't to arouse his suspicions with silence。 When he asked her what she'd done with the day； she told him she'd gone out for a long walk along the Embankment。 He then inquired as to whether the tube had been crowded； though she'd not told him she'd traveled that way。 She said it was。 You
