Part 26 (1/2)

Still, I was an informer. So I had to ask.

'It was all sad, but perfectly natural, 'Aulus a.s.sured me. I'll vouch for it; there was nothing untoward.'

'I'm glad. I don't want to find unnatural deaths at every turn.'

'From what you say, you have quite enough with Cleonymus and Statia.n.u.s.'

'Reckon so.' Mention of Cleonymus made me think of our last venue. 'Aulus, something bothers me. Before we left Corinth, that quaestor, Aquillius, said he wanted to free the Seven Sights group from house arrest because they had threatened him with a lawyer. Your tutor, apparently!'

'Minas?' Aulus detected my note of disapproval; he was quick to dissociate himself. He shook his head in disbelief. 'I cannot imagine Minas has ever even heard of the group. I've never told him about them. I can't face him making me translate it all into some ghastly legal exercise.'

'You sure of that?'

'He wouldn't thank me for discussing a real situation. He may be a master of jurisprudence, but he tries to avoid legal practice nowadays. I am astonished if he has intervened.'

'They just got hold of his name somehow.'

'Phineus used it to back up a threat. How could Phineus get the name Minas of Karystos from you?' asked Helena.

'He didn't.'

'Aquillius was specifically told that Minas was your tutor.'

Aulus considered that carefully. 'There is only one way. I wrote to Statia.n.u.s after I left him at Delphi. For something to fill the scroll, I mentioned that Minas would be teaching me. But I only met Minas after I came to Athens, so n.o.body else could know. I never wrote to any of the others - Hades, they are a terrible lot! Statia.n.u.s must have told them.'

As far as we knew, Statia.n.u.s lost contact with his travel companions after he went across to Delphi. I had found no letters when I searched his luggage in that dismal hired room. I would definitely have noticed one from Aulus.

'The news of Minas must have got pa.s.sed from Statia.n.u.s to Polystratus. They spent an evening together. We'll have to a.s.sume your name came up in conversation.' I did not want to think Polystratus also searched the baggage, after Statia.n.u.s left, and removed the letter naming Minas.

'It was just a friendly letter.' Aulus shrugged his shoulders. 'Why does this worry you, Marcus?'

'Phineus and Polystratus are my suspects. Suspects talking about you - that's not healthy.' He and I exchanged a glance. In front of his sister, I played down my concern. Alert now, he saw why I felt uneasy. 'Don't visit any oracles,' I warned, trying to make a jest of it.

Young Glaucus, who as usual had said nothing at all, caught my eye, looking professional. I nodded, keeping it discreet. But Helena Justina came right out and asked Glaucus to stick at her brother's side wherever he went. Our big young friend gave a sombre nod. This was why I had brought him, after all.

It would cause friction tonight when Aulus joined in yet another procession of party-going scholars, trailing around after Minas. Young Glaucus was so clean-living, he would loathe the debauchery. And Aulus became fractious if he was nannied.

I suggested we could ask the tutor whether anybody from the travel group had ever contacted him. Aulus, now recovering from his hangover, warned me to time it right. 'It's no use trying to see Minas in the morning, Falco. Even if you manage to wake him up, you'll get nothing. You have to wait until he comes alive at party time. Don't worry. I'll ask him this myself tonight.'

'Still up for another banquet? Well, you enjoy yourself so I can tell your mother you have thrown yourself into the academic life: the star of the symposium. Forget the case: try to find the travel group.'

'Athens is too big to search for them haphazardly. If they are still here, Phineus and Polystratus will be showing them the sights. Marcus, I suggest you go sightseeing too; you may run into them viewing a temple. Even if you don't, 'Aulus urged,' you are in Athens, man - make the most of it. Take my sister to the Acropolis. Go and be tourists!'

LVI.

Helena Justina was not one to hanker for leisure pursuits when we had an investigation. She had shared my work ever since I met her, five or six years ago. She was as stubborn as me, hating to be thwarted when the evidence ran out, or when new clues seemed to prove our theories wrong. She claimed she was happy to spend all day searching for the Seven Sights party.

But I was not stupid. A man who has chosen to live with a woman he considers both beautiful and talented does not take that woman to Athens, the birthplace of civilisation, and fail to entrance her with a day on the Acropolis. Helena had been brought up within grasp of the world's literature in Rome's public libraries; her father owned his own collection, so many of the best works had existed in copies in her own home. Given that her brothers had both inclined to be slackers in the intellectual arena, it was Helena who had drawn out every last sc.r.a.p of knowledge from the home tutors the senator provided for the two boys. I read for pleasure, intermittently; Helena Justina devoured the written word like a heron downing fish. Put her in a pond of information, and she would stand there until she had cleared it. We could have screaming children torturing the dog while a skillet boiled over, but if Helena was stuck in a scroll she was enjoying, she missed everything else. This was not wilful. She went into a s.p.a.ce of her own, where she heard nothing of her real surroundings.

I took her to explore. I was a romantic lover; I did not take the others. I gave time and pretty well my full attention to this duty. For Helena it would be a lasting great experience. We looked at the ancient city, saw the agora, theatres, and odeons, then we climbed up the Acropolis slowly together, taking the main processional route past the Temple of Athena Nike and by way of the steep steps under the Propylaia, the towering ceremonial gate. There we had a fracas when we cold-shouldered the buzzing site guides.

'We guides can give you much useful information!'

'Guides give us a headache! Too late; we've already been punished at Olympia and Delphi - so just shove off.'

The day had begun overcast, but the sun had now burned away the clouds and was beating down. Up here, however, a breeze blew pleasantly, so in the wonderful Athenian light we could admire the sights and the views without discomfort. Once free of the guides, I let Helena wander at will around the Parthenon and all the other temples, statues, and altars, while I carried her parasol, water gourd, and stole. I listened attentively when she described the monuments. We marvelled at the Phidias Athena and the work of legendary Greek architects. We cringed at the Roman monuments imposed by Augustus' henchman Marcus Agrippa - a crudely positioned statue of himself and a Temple of Rome and Augustus. These were insulting and embarra.s.sing. Greece might be conquered, but what other empire would despoil the Athens Acropolis?

I kissed Helena beside the caryatid porch of the Erechtheion. Informers are not complete worms. I enjoyed the day too.

I, however, was keeping my eye out all the time in case we ran into the Seven Sights group. They never appeared.

Late that afternoon, Helena and I returned to the others, happy but somewhat weary, then we braced ourselves to transfer our luggage to an inn. We did this by hand, that is, on foot. Since we had brought ample gear with us in the first place, and had added the Corinthian pots Helena had bought for Pa's business, it was a long, heavy job. At one point, I nearly broke my arm lifting a kitbag that belonged to Gaius.

The boys were hopeless at looking after their luggage, so the pack was familiar. I had had to rescue it several times. I knew it had not been this heavy originally. Normally I preferred not to investigate the nephews' personal possessions. I was sixteen once. The thought of the unwashed laundry was deterrent enough. This time, Gaius' guilty face made me tip out his collected treasures.

His bag was full of tiny bronze and pottery figures: miniature G.o.ds and animals. According to Gaius, he 'found' these.

'Don't lie to me. I'm not your dopey father. Found them where, Gaius?'

'Oh... just at Olympia.'

Thundering Zeus! These trophies of my nephew's were centuries-old votive gifts. Gaius admitted he had dug them all out of the twenty-foot-high mound of ash that formed the great, c.u.mulative Altar of Zeus at Olympia. How he did it unseen was a mystery. I took a deep breath. Then I shovelled the offerings back into his luggage, and told Gaius that when he was arrested for defiling a religious site, I would deny knowing him.

He looked scared. Cornelius squirmed nervously. I warned them both that when I had more time I would conduct a full scrutiny of their luggage. A look that pa.s.sed between them suggested there was more loot.

We carried on settling into our inn, which Helena Justina had rightly identified on her pictograph map as a four-tower effort: s.p.a.cious enough to be an imperial post station, well equipped with stabling, baths, gardens, and eating facilities. While we were in the agora that morning, Helena had taken me to see her father's Greek banker. Julia Justa was now paying for our accommodation. Believing that a senator's wife would herself only stay in a really good lodging house, we were letting her provide us with a similar standard of comfort.

After dinner, Aulus joined us there, much earlier than we expected, which was good. His mother would like me to protect him from the night-life.

'All getting too strenuous, lad?'

'I told Minas I had to leave the party early because of my purse-lipped brother-in-law and my spoilsport sister.'

'Thanks, you dog! So, between mighty quaffs, what does Minas have to say?'

Minas of Karystos had never been approached by the Seven Sights group - though now he had heard of their many trials, he said he would be delighted to help them with compensation claims against the travel company.

'Students' fees must not be paying enough,' I muttered.

'He's bored,' said Aulus.

'Well this is not some party game!'

'Settle down, Falco.'