К Сэнсом - Dissolution

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Matthew Shardlake series #1
Dissolution is an utterly riveting portrayal of Tudor England. The year is 1537, and the country is divided between those faithful to the Catholic Church and those loyal to the king and the newly established Church of England. When a royal commissioner is brutally murdered in a monastery on the south coast of England, Thomas Cromwell, Henry VIII’s feared vicar general, summons fellow reformer Matthew Shardlake to lead the inquiry. Shardlake and his young protege uncover evidence of sexual misconduct, embezzlement, and treason, and when two other murders are revealed, they must move quickly to prevent the killer from striking again.
A ‘remarkable debut’ (P. D. James), Dissolution introduces a thrilling historical series that is not to be missed by fans of Wolf Hall and Bring Up the Bodies.

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‘He had given up trying to pressurize the monks. He set me to listing all the ways a monastery may break the canon law – scraping the bottom of the barrel. He spent most of his time looking through the accounts and the archives. He was getting anxious, he needed something for Lord Cromwell. I didn’t see him much the last couple of days, he was busy going through the bursar’s accounts.’

‘What was he looking for?’

‘Any trouble he could find. As I said, he was scraping the bottom of the barrel. But he has some experience of these new Italian accounts, where everything goes in twice.’

‘Yes, double-entry. He knew his accounts then, if not much law?’

‘Yes.’ He sighed. ‘That last night we had supper on our own as usual. Singleton appeared in a more cheerful mood. He said he was going to his room to look at some new book he’d prised out of the bursar. The bursar himself was away that night – the night it happened.’

‘Would the bursar be a fat little man with black eyes? We saw someone like that in the courtyard, arguing about money.’

‘That’s him. Brother Edwig. Arguing with the sacrist about his building schemes, I daresay. I like Brother Edwig, he’s a practical man. Doesn’t like spending money. We could do with someone like him in my college. When it comes to the day-to-day running of the monastery, Prior Mortimus and Brother Edwig have control between them and they run tight ships. ’ He took another draught of wine.

‘What happened next?’

‘I worked for an hour, then said my prayers and went to bed.’

‘And slept?’

‘Yes. I woke suddenly at about five. There was a commotion outside, then a great bang on the door – just like the prior made just now.’ He shuddered. ‘The abbot and a dozen monks were outside. The abbot looked shocked, startled out of his wits. He told me the commissioner was dead, someone had killed him, I must come at once.

‘I dressed and went down with them. It was all so confused, everyone was babbling about locked doors and blood, and I heard someone say it was God’s vengeance. They found torches and we went through the monks’ quarters to the kitchens. It was so cold, all those endless dark passageways, monks and servants standing around in little huddles looking scared. And then they opened the door to the kitchen. Dear God.’ To my surprise, he quickly crossed himself.

‘There was this smell of –’ he gave a fractured laugh ‘– a butcher’s shop. The room was full of candles, they’d put them on the long tables, the food cupboards, everywhere. I stood in something, and the prior pulled me to one side. When I lifted my foot it was sticky. There was a great pool of dark liquid on the floor, I didn’t know what it was.

‘Then I saw Robin Singleton lying in the middle of it on his stomach, his robe all smeared. I knew there was something wrong, but my eyes could make no sense of it at first. Then I realized he had no head . I stared round and then I saw it, his head, lying under the butter churn glaring up at me. It was only then I realized the pool was blood.’ He closed his eyes. ‘Dear God, I was so frightened.’ He opened them again, emptied his cup and reached once more for the bottle, but I covered it with my hand.

‘Enough for now, Dr Goodhaps,’ I said gently. ‘Go on.’

Tears came into his eyes. ‘I thought they’d killed him, I thought it was an execution and I was next. I looked at their faces, looked to see which one was carrying an axe. They all looked so grim. That Carthusian was there, smiling horribly, and he called out “Vengeance is mine, saieth the Lord.”’

‘He said that, did he?’

‘Yes. The abbot snapped, “Be quiet,” at him, and came over to me. “Master Goodhaps,” he said, “you must tell us what to do,” and then I realized they were all as frightened as I.’

‘Might I say something?’ Mark ventured. I nodded.

‘That Carthusian couldn’t have struck someone’s head off. It would take strength and balance.’

‘Yes, it would,’ I nodded. ‘You’re quite right.’ I returned to the old man. ‘What did you say to the abbot?’

‘He said we should consult the civil authorities, but I knew Master Cromwell should be told first. I knew there would be political implications. The abbot said that the gatekeeper, old Bugge, had reported meeting Singleton on his night rounds not an hour before. He told Bugge he was on his way to meet one of the monks.’

‘At that time? Did he say whom?’

‘No. Singleton sent him away with a flea in his ear apparently.’

‘I see. What then?’

‘I ordered all the monks to strict silence. I said no letters should leave this place without my approval, and sent my letter out via the village postboy.’

‘You did well, Master Goodhaps, your thinking was quite right.’

‘Thank you.’ He wiped his eyes with his sleeve. ‘I was sore afraid, sir. I came back here and here I have stayed. I am sorry, Master Shardlake, this has unmanned me. I should have made enquiries, but – I am only a scholar.’

‘Well, we are here now. Tell me, who found the body?’

‘The infirmarian, Brother Guy. That dark monk.’ He shuddered. ‘He said there was an old brother sick in the infirmary and he came to get some milk from the kitchen. He has a key. He unlocked the outer door then went up the little hall to the kitchen. When he opened the door and stepped into the pool of blood he raised the alarm.’

‘So the kitchen is normally locked at night?’

He nodded. ‘Yes, to stop the monks and servants helping themselves. The monks think of nothing but stuffing their bellies, you’ll see how fat most of them are.’

‘So the murderer had a key. Like the meeting the gatekeeper reported, that points to someone from inside the monastery. But you said in your letter that the church was desecrated, a relic stolen?’

‘Yes. We were all still standing in the kitchen when one of the monks brought news that –’ he swallowed, ‘that a cock had been sacrificed on the church altar. Later they found the relic of the Penitent Thief stolen too. The monks are saying some outsider came in to desecrate the church and steal the relic, encountered the commissioner on one of his late wanderings, and killed him.’

‘But how would an outsider have entered the kitchen?’

He shrugged. ‘Bribed a servant to make a copy of the key perhaps? That’s what the abbot thinks, though the cook is the only servant with a key.’

‘What about the relic? Was it valuable?’

‘That horrible thing! A hand nailed to a piece of wood. It was in a big gold casket set with stones: they were real emeralds, I believe. It is believed to cure broken or twisted bones, but it’s just another fake to gull the foolish.’ For a moment his voice rose with a reformer’s ardour. ‘The monks are more upset about the relic than about Singleton’s murder.’

‘What do you think?’ I asked. ‘Who do you think could have done this?’

‘I don’t know what to think. The monks talk of Devil-worshippers breaking in to steal the relic. But they hate us, you can feel it in the very air. Sir, now you are here, may I go home?’

‘Not just yet. Soon, perhaps.’

‘At least I will have you and the boy here.’

There was a knock at the door, and the servant poked his head in.

‘The abbot has returned, sir.’

‘Very well. Mark, help me up. I am stiff.’ He aided me to my feet and I brushed myself down.

‘Thank you, Dr Goodhaps, we may talk again later. By the way, what happened to the account books the commissioner was studying?’

‘The bursar took them back.’ The old man shook his white poll. ‘How did it come to this? All I wanted to see was reform of the Church; how has it come to a world where these things happen? Rebellion, treason, murder. Sometimes I wonder if there is a way through it all.’

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