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'Tessacanbeabitofahandful,sometimes,'Shelookedmildlyruefulbutforgiving.'Seventeen'sarebelliousage,Isuppose.'
'Didyourebel?'Iasked.
'No,actually.Idon'tthinkso.Didyou?'
'Iwas...o...b..syriding.'
'Andhereyoustillare,inyourfather'shouse.'Shemockedmegently.'Youneverevenlefthome.'
'HomeiswhereverIam,'Isaid.
'Wow.How'sthatforuttersecurity!'
'Youwouldn'tcaretoleaveMichael,Isuppose?'
'Andfourchildren?Andanintegratedlife?AndI'molderthanyou,anyway.'
Thethingthatmadethegamemostworthplaying,Ithought,wasthecertaintythatIwouldn'twinit.Shefinishedherdrinkhappily,mydesireforheraspleasurableanintoxificationasthebubbles.Casualconsummationwouldhavespoiledthefutureandshewastoonicetoallowit.Sheputdownhergla.s.sandstoodup,smiling.
'Ifyouneedanything,letusknow.'
'Yes,'Isaid.
'SeeyouonSunday,then.'
Iwalkedouttohercarwithherandgotanaffectionate,pa.s.sionlesskissandacarefreewavea.s.sheturnedhercaranddeparted.Celibacy,Ithought,returningtothehouse,couldgoonfortoolong,andtoolong,atthatpoint,wasayear.TheolderIgrew,themoreIsawconsequencesinadvanceandthemoreIcared,likeMaudie,aboutnotdoingdamageforthesakeofapa.s.singpleasure.Ilookedbackovertheyearswithhorror,sometimes.AfterI'dlostSusanPalmerstone,I'ddriftedinandoutofseveralrelationshipswithoutunderstandingthatImighthaveawokenmuchdeeperfeelingsthanIfeltmyself;andI'ddodgedathrownplateortwoandlaughedabout.i.t.Howdreadfullylongithadtakenmetostopgrazing.Allthesame...Isighed.
Iwentintothesitting-roomtoseewhatIcouldretrievefromthemess,andstoodconsideringtheansweringmachine,whichhadbeensplitintotwopieceswithitsguts,intheshapeofrecordingtape,unspoolingontothefloor.
Onthetape,Ithought,wasJogger'svoice.
Ihadn'tintheendwrittendownexactlywhathe'dsaid,andalthoughIcouldmoreorlessremember,Iwasn'tcertainofbeingexact.NoamountofrhymingdictionarywouldhelpifIgottheoriginalwordswrong.Irummagedinthekitchenforastarscrewdriverandothertoolsandliberatedthehackedpiecesofca.s.settefromtheansweringmachine,tryingnottotearthetapeitselfbutfindingthattheaxe,ingoingthroughoneofthespools,hadseveredalotofitintoveryshortlengths.
Cursing,Isoughtandfoundanoldca.s.settewithnothingofnoteonit,andtookthatapartandremovedallthetapefromit.ThenIcarefullyunrolledthewholeofthelongestsectionoftapefromtheansweringmachine'soneundamagedspoolandwounditfromitsbeginningontooneofthenewlyfreedspools.Iattachedtheseveredendtothesecondfreedspoolandreplacedthemintotheirca.s.sette,s.c.r.e.w.i.n.gitshutagain.
ThenIsearchedthehouseforanoldseldom-usedpocket-sizedca.s.setteplayerwhichIknewIhadsomewhere,butnaturallywhenIfinallyranittoearthitsbatterieswereflat.
AshortpauseensuedwhileIraidedanothergadgetwiththesamesizebatteriesinworkingorder,butfinally,withasortofprayer,Ipressedthe'play'b.u.t.tonandheldmybreath.
'Ihatethisb.l.o.o.d.ymachine,'Jogger'svoicesaid.'Wherehaveyougone,Freddie?'
Loudandclear.Hallelujah.
Thewholeofhismessagewasthere,thoughslightlydistortedbymynothavingwoundthetapeevenlyenough.WhenIranitbackandthenforwardagainthedistortionshaddisappeared.Itookasheetofpaperandwrotedownwhathe'dsaid,wordforword,indicatinghispauseswithdots,butIstilldidn'tunderstandhismeaning.
AdeadnuninthepitlastAugust.
Mostunlikely!Someonewouldhavetoldmeabout.i.teventhoughI'dspentagooddealofAugustinFrance(Deauvilleraces)andAmerica(Saratoga,ditto).
Whatrhymedwithnun?Bun,done,fun,run,sun...
No.Whatpairedwithnun?
Nunandmonk.
Monk...bunk,chunk,dunk,drunk,funk,hunk,junk,punk,sunk,stunk,chipmunk.
Adeadchipmunk?Adeadfunk?Adeadhunk?Hunkofwhat?Deadjunk.Deadpunk?Adeaddrunk'?
IwouldgivethetranscripttoNina,Ithought,andletthecollectivebrainsoftheJockeyClubSecurityServicelooseonit.Ilaidthenonsenseasidefeelingthatevenifwecrackedthecodethemessagecouldturnouttobeirrelevant.Joggerobviouslyhadn'tknownhewasgoingtodie.Hehadn'tbeenleavingmeanintenselysignificantmessage,fearingittobehislast.
WithashiftoffocusIswitchedonthenewcomputer,hopingtherewouldn'tbeaflashandafizzleandanothertotalcollapseofharddisk.Amazingly,however,thewizardhadrestoredmetosmoothcomputerlife,everythingworkingasbefore.IcalledupIsobel'sofficemachinetoseewhat,ifanything,sheandRosehadenteredandfiledsincethatmorning.
They'dbeenbusy,bothofthem.They'dbeenquick,conscientious,generouswiththeirtime.I'dtoldbothofthemtostartwiththatday'sentriesandgoslowlybackwardsbetweentheirotherjobs,iftheycould,butnottogofurtherbackinanycasethanthebeginningofthemonth.
'Leaveitonpaperfornow,'Isaid.
'b.u.t.thespreadsheets...'Rosesaid.
'Leavethespreadsheets.'
'Ifyousayso,'sheagreeddoubtfully.
'It'sourownfaultwelosteverything,'Isobelsaiddolefully.
'Nevermind.'Istilldidn'ttellthemImightproducefullback-upcopiesif,first,thesafecrackerdidn'tsomehowdestroythemingettingthesafeopen,andif,second,theMichelangelovirushadn'talreadywipedthemout.Ialsodidn'twanttoincurarepeatattackonmyselformybelongingsifsomeoneheardthedisks.e.xistedandknewtheycouldrevealhighriskinformation.Thebruiseonmyheadmightbefading,butmycarandmysitting-roomcontinuallyremindedmethatmelodramainPixhillhadcomethroughmygatesandmightnotyetbeextinct.
OnthescreenIreadthenextday'sengagementsforthefleet.Notbadforthatweek:steeplechaserstoWolverhamptonandLingfieldPark.Broodmarestothreestuds.IrishhorsestoBristolairport,returninghomefromCheltenham.
AdvanceplansforSat.u.r.daylookedgood.
IcalledupthedirectoryoffilestoseewhatelseIsobelandRosehadenteredandfoundanunusualonethere:'Visitors'.
'Visitors'turnedouttobethelistI'daskedthemforofeveryonetheycouldrememberwho'dvisitedthefarmyardofficelately.
Thedears,Ithought,pleased.Helpfulbeyondduty.
Thelistread: Allthedrivers.e.xceptGerryandPat,whohaveflu.(They'llbothbeworkingagainnextweekorsoonafter,theysay.)Vicandhiswife(theybothnowhaveflu).TessaWatermead(lookingforNigelorLewis).JerichoRich(abouthishorses).ConstableSmith(aboutthedeadman).DrFarway(aboutthedeadman).MrTigwood(collectingbox).Betsy(MrWatermead'ssecretary).BrettGardner(whenheleft).MrsWilliams(cleaner).LornaLipton(lookingforFC,buthewasdrivingtheshuttle).Paul(Isobel'sbrother,borrowedsomemoney).Mandeliveringdisinfectantchemicals.
Itypedathankyoumessageontothelistandmadeaback-upcopyofthenewworkontoacleanunusedfloppy,thoughIsuspectedtheofficewouldbeankle-deepinback-upsfromnowon.Iswitchedoffthecomputer,madesomefood,dranktherestofthechampagneandthoughtalotaboutviruses,bothorganicandelectronic.
Ninatelephoned,yawning,ataboutten.
'Whereareyou?'Iasked.
'Inthecabofthehorsebox,inthefarmyard.We'verefuelledandNigel'shosingdowntheoutsideofthebox,thankG.o.d.I'mknackered.'
'Whathappened?'
'Nothing,don'tworry.Thetripwentaccordingtoplan.We'vedeliveredtheshowjumper.Theowner'sfather,JerichoRich,hewastherewhenweunloaded,shoutingordersallovertheplace.Whatab.l.o.o.d.yawkwardman.Inearlysnappedhisheadoffb.u.t.thoughtI'dbetternot,foryoursake.No,nothingmuchelsehappened,it'sjustthatthislong-distancedrivinglarkisajobforstrongyoungmen,you'rerightaboutthat.'
'HowdidyougetonwithNigel?'
'MyG.o.d,he'srandy.HadhishandonmykneeacoupleoftimesandI'moldenoughtobehismother.Actuallyhe's...o...b..dfun.Nocomplaints.Wechattedalot.CanItellyoutomorrow?'Sheyawnedagain.'He'snearlyfinishedthecleaning.He'sgotinexhaustiblestamina.'
'Hischiefvirtue,'Iagreed.
'Seeyouinthemorning.Bye.'
InthemorningIwenttothefarmyardearly,wantingtoseesomeofthedriversbeforetheysetoff.HarvehimselfwasdownforanearlystarttoWolverhampton,andinsuchabsencesofhisIveryoftenwanderedaroundincasetherewerelast-minutequeriesoralterations.
Earlystartswerenormal,asmosttrainersinsistedontheirhorsesarrivingatacourseatleastthreehoursbeforetheywereduetorace.Inthewinter,whenracingcouldstartatnooninordertocompletetheprogrammeintheabbreviateddaylight,thedriverscouldbeloadingatsixorseveninthedarkandunloadinginthedarktwelvehourslater,accordingtothelengthofthejourney.Bythevernalequinox,wewereloadingandunloadingatdawnandduskwiththelonglightsummerdaysbeckoning,andinthethreeyearsI'dhadthebusinessI'dseenaregularpatternofenergyenhancedbythesun.TheworkloadmightbethesameinJanuaryandJune,butnotthefatiguelevel.
MostofthedriverswereinthecanteenwhenIarrivedonthatFriday.Theskyoutsidewasgloriouslypinkandginger,high,clearandcold.Inthecanteenthetealookedthecolourofteakwithstrengthtomatch,andwhiteplasticteaspoonsstooduprightinthesugarbowl.
'Morning,Freddie...'
Iansweredthechorus.'Goodmorning.'
HarvehadalreadysetofftoWolverhampton.Icheckedtheothera.s.sembleddriversagainstthelistI'dcopiedfromthecomputerscreenandfoundthemallwellbriefedbyHarveandIsobel.IrealisedI'dleftalottothosetwosinceTuesdaynightandhadbeenmoreaffectedthanI'dacknowledgedbytherattlingofmybrain.
Phil,DaveandLewiswerethere,Lewisshowingnosignofflu.Nigel,despitehislatereturntheeveningbefore,exudedundiminishedanimalstrength.Azizsmiled,asever.Abunchofotherslookedattheirwatches,dranktheirtannin,usedthewashroomandambledoutonacollectivemissiontopickupmostofthePixhillhorsesthatwererunningthatafternoonatLingfieldPark.
DavewasdowntogowithAzizinthenine-boxonabroodmaremissiontoIreland.Bothmenhadarrivedinplentyoftime,andIaskedDavetocomealongtomyofficeasIhadsomethingtodiscusswithhim.Hecameinhisusualhappy-go-luckyway,carryinghisteamugandwearinganamiableunsuspectingexpression.
Igesturedtohimtositinthechairinfrontofthedeskandclosedthedoorbehindus.
'OK,Dave,'Isaid,takingthechairbehindthedeskandfeelingirritationwithhim,ratherthanoutrightanger,'wh.o.a.rrangedyourdiarrhoea?'
'What?'Heblinked,dismissingthethoughtcrossinghismind.DismissingthepossibilitythatIknewwhathe'ddone.Dismissingitwrongly,toosoon.
'Diarrhoea,'Iremindedhim,'needingastopatSouthMimmsservicestationtobuyImodium.'
'Oh...yes.That.Mm.That'sright.'
'Wh.o.a.rrangedthatstop?'
'What?Well,noone.Ihadthesquits,like.'
'Let'sjustfaceit,Dave,'Isaidashadewearily,'youdidnotpickupKevinKeithOgdenbyaccident.'
'Who?'
'Thehitchhiker.Andlet'sstopplayinggames.YouknowperfectlywellwhoImean.Youwenttohisinquestyesterday.YouandBrettstoppedatSouthMimms...o...b..causeofanymythicalsquitsb.u.t.topickupapa.s.sengerinordertotakehimtoChieveley.Allofwhichyoudidnottellthecoroner.'
Dave'smouthopenedwithautomaticdenialsreadyandclosedonaccountofwhathesawinmyface.
'Wh.o.a.rrangedit?'Irepeated.
Hedidn'tknowwhattosay.Icouldalmostchartthetumblingthoughts;couldclearlyseetheindecision.Iwaitedwhileheconsultedhisteaandsearchedforanswersinthebrighteningskybeyondthewindow.Thelittle-boyfrecklesasalwayslenthis.e.xpressionanaturalairofinnocenceb.u.t.thehalf-slyartfula.s.sessinglookhefinallygavemespokeofamoreadultguilt.
'Therewasnothingwronginit,'hesaidwheedlingly.
'Howdoyouknow?'
HetriedoneoftheingratiatinggrinstowhichIwasbythenimmune.'Whatmakesyouthinkitwasarranged?LikeIsaid,therewasthisgeezercadgingalift...'
'Stopit,Dave,'Isaidsharply.'Ifyouwanttokeepyourjob,you'lltellmethetruth.'
Shockstoppedhim.I'dneverlookedforbiddingtohimbefore.'Thetruth,'Iurged.
'Honestly,Freddie,Ididn'tmeannoharm.'Hebegantolookworried.'Whatharmcoulditdo?'
'Whatwasthearrangement?'
'Look,itcouldn'tdonoharmtogiveama.n.a.lift.'
'Whopaidyou?'
'I...well...'
'Who?'Iinsisted.'Oryougetonyourbikenowandyoudon'tcomeback.'
'Noone,'hesaiddesperately.'Allright.Allright.Iwa.s.supposedtobepaid,butIneverwas.'Hisdisgustlookedgenuine.'Imean,youweren'tsupposedtoknowabouthim,b.u.t.thenhedied...'Hisvoicefaded,therealisationofhisadmissionhittinghome.'TheysaidIwouldfindanenvelopeinthecabofthenine-boxfirstthingFriday,butofcoursetheboxwasoutsideyourhouseandtherewasnoenvelopeinitinthemorning,thoughIlookedforitwhenwewerecleaning,like,andI'veneverheardnomore,andit'snotfair.'
'Servesyouright,'Isaidunsympathetically.'Wh.o.a.rethey?
'What?'
''They'whosaidyouwouldfindanenvelopeinthecab?'
'Well 'Dave!'Isaid,exasperated.'Getonwithit.'
'Yes,but,see,Idon'tknow.'
Isaidsarcastically,'YouagreedtodosomethingyouknewIhadoverandoveragainforbidden,andyoudon'tknowwhoyoujeopardisedyourjobfor?'
'Yes,but...'
'n.o.buts,'Isaid.'Howdid'they'getintouchwithyou,andwere'they'amanorawoman?'
'Er...'
Iwouldstranglehim,Ithought.
'Allright,'hesaid,'allright.'Hetookanunhappybreath.'Itwasashe,andshephonedmeathomeandmywifeanswereditandshedidn'tlikeitbeingsomestrangewoman,notIsobel,like,butanywaythiswomanjustsaiditwouldbeworthmywhiletogivethisma.n.a.lift,andyoudon'tturndownwindfallslikethat.Imean...well...it'sallbeermoney,isn't.i.t?'
Didyourecognisehervoice?'