Poets and Murder
- Автор: ван Гулик Роберт Ханс
- Серия: Judge Dee #16
- Язык: английский
- Жанр: Другие детективы
Электронная книга - «Poets and Murder». Краткое содержание книги:
Master detective Judge Dee sets out to solve a puzzling double murder and discovers that complicated passions lurk beneath the seemingly tranquil landscape of academic life. A student has been murdered; a beautiful poetess is accused of whipping her maidservant to death; and further mysteries lie in the shadows of the Shrine of the Black Fox.
'She was sorry she had to do it!' his wife protested. 'Wrapped the child up in a fine piece of brown Indian wool so that it wouldn't catch cold. That expensive saffron stuff, the Buddhists use to ...' Seeing Judge Dee's startled face, she went on quickly, 'Sorry, Cousin, it's not a nice story at all! It's so long ago, but I still ...' She began to weep.
Hwang patted her shoulder. 'Come on, no tears on this fine day!’ And to the judge: 'We've no children ourselves, you see. Talking about it always gets her that way! Well, to cut a long story short, the old general found out, you see. One of his chair-coolies told us that the old man shouted he'd drag her and the fellow to the hall, and cut their heads off with his own sword! She hanged herself, and the general didn't get round to cutting off her lover's head, for the very next day the Emperor's soldiers came, and they cut off his head! It's a strange world, Cousin! Let's have another drink. Here, you take one too, woman!’
'Who was her lover?' the judge asked.
'She never told me, Cousin,' the woman said, wiping her eyes. 'Only said he was a very learned gentleman who could go in and out of the big house.'
'Glad I chose the right sister!’ Hwang shouted. His face had become flushed. 'My old woman works hard, takes in sewing and so we make both ends meet! But she doesn't know nothing about men's affairs, mind you! Wanted me to stop paying my fee to my guild! I says no, sell our winter clothes! If a man doesn't belong somewhere, he's nothing more than a stray dog! I was right there too, for that fine bolt of yours, Cousin, that'll keep us dressed up nicely for years to come! It's good for my business too, a well-dressed man behind the counter!’
After the judge had finished his rice, he told the woman:
'Take my card tomorrow to the back gate of the magistrate's residence, Cousin. I have done business with the housemaster, and he'll see to it that you get the sewing there.' He got up.
Hwang and his wife pressed him to stay, hut he said he had to be in time for the ferry across the river.
The bearer took him back to the tea-house where the litter was waiting. He was carried back to the main street, his thoughts in a turmoil. Having paid the bearers off on the corner, he walked on to the tribunal. While the doorkeeper was admitting him by the side-gate, he learned from him that Magistrate Lo was in the ante-room, on the ground floor of the main building. Apparently the poetical gathering in the library had not yet started. The judge went quickly to his own courtyard.
He took from the drawer Lo's dossier on the case of the poetess. Standing at the table, he leafed through it till he found the text of the anonymous letter which had warned the magistrate that a dead body was buried under the cherry tree of the White Heron Monastery. Then he pulled the anonymous letter accusing General Mo Te-ling from his sleeve, and laid it beside the other. Slowly stroking his black beard, he compared the two. Both being chancery copies in the impersonal hand of clerks, the style had to show whether or not they could have been written by one and the same person. Doubtfully shaking his head, the judge put the two sheets in his sleeve, and went to the main courtyard.
The small magistrate was sitting at the tea-table, which was strewn with papers, a writing-brush in his hand, his lips pursed. He looked up and said eagerly:
'I am sifting out and correcting my recent work, Dee. Do you think the Academician would approve of the recurrent rhyme of this ballad?' He was going to recite the poem he had been correcting, but Judge Dee said quickly:
'Another time, Lo! I have a strange discovery to report.' He sat down opposite his colleague. 'I shall be brief, for you'll have to go presently to your library. It's getting on for four o'clock.'
'Oh, no, there's plenty of time, elder brother! The luncheon out in my fourth courtyard turned out to be a protracted affair, you know! The Court Poet and Yoo-lan wrote a few poems, and we discussed those, with lots of wine! All my four guests went straight to their rooms for a siesta, and none of them has shown up yet.'
'Good! So none of them went out, and so you needn't bother to mobilize your housemaster's agents to follow them. Now then, the mother of the murdered student was a concubine of General Mo Te-ling. Later she committed adultery with an unknown person, and their illegitimate daughter was abandoned. She's none other than Saffron, the guardian of the Black Fox Shrine.' Seeing Lo's astonished face, he raised his hand and went on, 'The abandoned child had been wrapped up in a piece of saffron wool, and people often call foundlings after the dress they had on when found. This means that Saffron is Soong's half-sister, and that's why the student told Saffron he could never marry her. It also means that Saffron's father and the student's murderer are one and the same man. One day before the old general was arrested, he told his concubine that he had discovered she had committed adultery with one of his friends, adding that he would kill them both with his own hands. The concubine promptly hanged herself. And the general was arrested the next day, before he could settle with her lover.'
'Good gracious! Where did you find all that, Dee?'
'In your archives, mainly. The student Soong was evidently convinced that his mother's lover had falsely accused the general of high treason in an anonymous letter, to prevent the general from accusing him as an adulterer. Soong was wrong as to the first point. I read through the official record, and I am convinced the general was guilty. And his concubine's lover must have been in the plot. As to the second point, Soong was perfectly right. The man did write the anonymous letter, because he knew it would take the Censor some time to get round to the general, and he wanted to make sure that the general was arrested on the very first day of the investigation, so as to prevent him from taking action against him.'
Magistrate Lo raised his hand.
'Not so fast, Dee! If the general was guilty of high treason, why then should his denouncer have murdered the student? The chap had done a meritorious deed by informing against the general!'
'He must occupy a prominent position, Lo, and therefore he can't afford to have an adultery charge brought against him. Also, he evidently was deeply involved in the general's plot, else he wouldn't have known where the incriminating letters from the Ninth Prince were hidden. That's why he didn't come forward, although the government had promised him a reward.'
'Holy heaven! Who is the fellow, Dee?'
'I am afraid it must be one of your three guests, Shao, Chang or Loo. No, don't protest! I have irrefutable proof that it must be one of the three. Saffron shall tell us who. Even though her father kept his face covered when he visited her, I trust she'll be able to recognize him by his voice and general appearance.'
'You can't be serious about Sexton Loo, Dee! What woman would ever take that ugly man as a lover?'
'I am not so sure about that, Lo. The student's mother was a perverse woman. Her family ascribes that to her being possessed by the spirit of a lewd black vixen, by the way. However that may be, a perverse and frustrated woman — she was barely seventeen when she entered the general's house, and he getting on for sixty — might well have felt attracted to the sexton because of his very ugliness. Besides, he has a masterful and extraordinary strong personality, and many women are susceptible to such men. During the poetical gathering you might try to find out whether Chang and the sexton were here in Chin-hwa at the time of General Mo's trial, Lo. We know that the Academician was here, serving as Prefect of this area. Could you have your housemaster called?'
Lo clapped his hands, and gave an order to the boy servant. Judge Dee resumed:
'I would like you to find out also, Lo, whether any of our three suspects was in the Lake District this spring, at the time Yoo-lan was arrested in the White Heron Monastery.'