Dialogues of the Dead

37 'Like at the Gazette, you mean?' she said, slightly irritated. 'I think you'll find Dick Dee, my boss, is taking care of that.' 'Yeah? Fancies himself as a private dick, does he?' he said, smiling now. 'Ask him yourself,' said Rye. Dee had come back into the library and was approaching them. His gaze took in the transparent folder and he said, 'I see Rye has brought you up to speed, Mr Bowler. I've just been talking to the Gazette. No joy, I'm afraid. No record of time or even date of receipt kept. Stuff marked Story Competition gets dumped straight into a bag for dispatch round here when it's fall, plus anything else looking like fiction.' 'Would have thought that covered half the stuff they print,' said Bowler. 'An observation I resisted,' said Dee. 'Probably right. They can be sensitive souls, these journalists. OK, I'll take these with me and check them out when I've got a spare moment.' His offhand manner got to Rye and she said, 'Check them out? How? You said you doubted if there'd be any prints. So what are you going to do with them? Call in the police clairvoyant?' 'That's been tried too, but I don't think we'll be getting out the ouija board for this one,' grinned Bowler. He's enjoying this, thought Rye. Thinks he's making a better impression on me as cocky cop than shy ornithologist. Time to disabuse him with a withering putdown. But before the withering could commence, Dick Dee spoke. 'I think DC Bowler plans to check whether any information given in the Dialogues is (a) true and (b) not obtainable from newspaper reports,' he said. 'As for example the AA man's holiday habits or the origins of the bazouki.' 'Right. Sharp thinking, Mr Dee,' said Bowler. Meaning, you've thought along the same lines as me therefore maybe you're brighter than you look, parsed Rye. 'Thank you,' said Dee. 'I took the liberty of enquiring about that also when I talked to the Gazette. No, the reports which we have drawn your attention to were the only items touching on the two deaths. And, in case you're worried, I was careful not to alert them to a possible police interest. We have a local interest computer reference programme and they're used to such crosschecking.'

He smiled at Bowler, not a smart-ass grin but a pleasant allfriends-together smile at which it was impossible to take offence, but offence was what the young DC felt like taking, except that he guessed it wouldn't be a smart move in his campaign to impress Rye Pomona. In addition, a good cop didn't spurn help from any source, especially when that source was likely to be more clued up about something than the good cop's self. 'This funny drawing at the start of the First Dialogue. Any thoughts on that?' he asked. 'Yes, I have been wondering about that,' said Dee. 'And something did come to mind. I was going to tell you, Rye. Take a look at this.' He went to the office and returned with a large folio which he set on the table. He began turning the pages, revealing a series of, to Bowler's eyes, weird and wonderful designs, often in rich and vibrant colours. 'I need to be able to read Celtic scripts for some research I'm doing,' he explained. 'And that's made me aware of the huge range of illuminated initials their scribes used. This is what the Dialogue illustration reminded me of. Oh, here, look at this one. The Dialogue version has no colour of course and is greatly simplified, but basically they have much in common.' 'You're right,' said Rye. 'It's obvious now you've pointed it out.' 'Yeah,' said Hat. 'Obvious. What is it, then?' 'It's the letters I N P. This particular illumination is taken from an Irish manuscript of the eighth century and it's the opening of the Gospel according to Stjohn. Inprincipio erat verbum et verbum erat apud deum et deus erat verbum. All the letters of which seem to have tumbled into that little pile under the P.' 'And what do they mean, exactly?' said Hat, adding the last word to suggest, falsely, that it was merely detail he wanted adding to his own rough translation. 'In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and God was the Word, or the Word was God, as the Authorized Version has it. An interesting way for our dialogist to introduce himself, don't you think? Words, words, words, much in love with words.'