"A cloud of brightness parted, and I glimpsed some ruinated place where all former trade and traffic were decayed. The light of the air above this place seemed somewhat dark, like evening or twilight."
"Was there anything else you took notice of?"
"Nothing within the stone itself. I saw certain English words written upon the parchments discovered beside it, but I had no leisure to read them thoroughly. My master knew of them and, with constraints and difficulties, managed to pry them out. He mentioned such names as Sunsfor, Zosimos, Gohulim and Od."
"Why," I replied, in a sudden heat, "I know those names. I know them very well, for they are contained in books which lie even in this chamber." I sprang up from my chair and went over to the little table where I kept by me Humphrey Lhuyd his Breviary of Britain, Breviary of Britain, and and Historiae Britannicae Defensio Historiae Britannicae Defens...o...b.. the very worthy John Price. These were only lately printed, yet already I had their matter by heart. "The names are there in Lhuyd," I said, on coming back to my chair with that book, "as comprising the names of certain Druids who founded the city of London or, rather, built around the temples and houses of our ancient originals and giants. Did Ferdinand Griffen have an opportunity to study these parchments? Were they given to him for a time?" by the very worthy John Price. These were only lately printed, yet already I had their matter by heart. "The names are there in Lhuyd," I said, on coming back to my chair with that book, "as comprising the names of certain Druids who founded the city of London or, rather, built around the temples and houses of our ancient originals and giants. Did Ferdinand Griffen have an opportunity to study these parchments? Were they given to him for a time?"
"They were given to him for eternity, Doctor Dee."
"How so?"
"Bernard Ripley, even as he lay dying, had called him to Glas...o...b..ry because he knew him to be a very excellent and faithful scholar. If he had sinned in employing the arts of a magician (he said), then he wished to confess his fault and be shrived by bequeathing these ancient and wonderful remains into the care of one who would publish them for the benefit of the living. So with many gracious and heartfelt words he left them with Ferdinand Griffen, even hours before his hard death." Kelley rubbed his eyes, as if there were still a sight which he wished to blot out. "Then, as I have told you, my very good and reverend master took a chill from the air of Glas...o...b..ry and died soon after. So it was that the stone and the papers were left in my sole care."
"A thing almost incredible!" I had not meant to speak out loud, but the words burst forth.
"At first it seemed that I must burn the papers."
"Oh no."
"I was so troubled in my mind that it would not be quiet, how or where to place these treasures."
"Do you have them with you now?" I was close to trembling, but I kept myself within bound.
"No, sir. I purchased for myself a coffer and then carried it back to London at full speed: a good friend of mine, a jeweller near Cheapside, was very willing to preserve it while I looked for advice. He does not know what is contained in the coffer, but on my pressing instructions has hidden it beneath the floor-boards of a little parlour that he has. And now, Doctor Dee, have I come to beseech you to help me in this matter and entreat you to give me your good advice in the disposition of these papers and of the crystal stone."
"What an excellent workman would he be," I replied, "that could cast the whole map of our city into a new mould! No doubt, Mr Kelley, you have been used to good cities?"
"I have seen many, sir."
"As I have. But this ancient, long-buried and long-forgotten London was a wonderful great city, according to the testimony of former times, where many say that the holiest temple of this country stood. Then truly was Britain the incomparable island of the whole world." I paused for a moment, to catch my breath. "Yet there lives no man that knows the entire truth of the British originals."
Edward Kelley looked brightly upon me after I had spoken. "Then, sir, with these antique papers we may open such a window that the light shall for the first time be seen. Two thousand years have pa.s.sed, but now all may be revealed."
I was in a fever to have these papers in my hands, yet I kept myself somewhat reserved. Was not Simonides ever slow to utter and swift to conceal, being more sorrowful that he had spoken than that he had held his peace? There is that within me, also, which shrinks from any show as the worm shrinks from the fire. "Somewhat is known," I said, "which may aid us, for this famous city of London derives itself from a divine original. As Geoffrey of Monmouth reports, Brutus was descended from the demi-G.o.d Aeneas, the son of Venus, daughter of Jupiter, about the year of the world 2855. Now this Brutus built a city near the river which we call the Thames, which city he then named Tronouant or Trenouant. King Lud afterwards, in the years before Christ"s nativity, viz. 1108, did not only repair it but also added fair buildings, towers and walls, and called it Lud"s Town after his own name. The strong gates which he erected in the west part of the city he likewise, for his own honour, called Ludgate."
"If that is what I saw in the stone, then it will be a treasure indeed."
"Not so fast, Mr Kelley, not so fast. There is another history, fully confirmed in many ancient chronicles and genealogies, that speaks of a yet earlier foundation in those misty days of the world when Albion conquered the Samotheans, who were the earliest inhabitants of Britain. We call them giants, in respect of the vast earth tombs or mounds that have been found by Mr Leland, Mr Stow, and in recent days by Mr Camden."
"I know of them, from the discourse of Ferdinand Griffen in the evening."
"But it is a difficult matter to learn the origins of these first Britons. In those days, covered now by the fog and darkness of past time, the island of Britain was no island at all but part of the ancient kingdom of Atlantis, which, when it sank beneath the waves, left this western part to be our kingdom."
"And so this lost city of London "
"We are too far to hit the mark as yet. It may be from the age of Brutus, or of Lud, or from that more distant time of Atlantis. We know only from ancient memorials that this buried city contained triumphal arches, high pillars or columns, pyramids, obelisks, and a thousand fair buildings adorned with innumerable lights."
"But that was what I saw! In that crystal I was given the vision of old arches, decayed walls, parts of temples, theatres with confused heaps of broken columns oh, lord, everything lying as under ground and altogether resembling the ruins of some great city."
"You have seen a wonderful thing, Mr Kelley. If it be a true vision, it is something that has been hidden from the sight of men for many thousands of years. All that ever we were left is the London Stone, which is a visible portion of the lost city. Do you know it? It is on the south side of Canwicke Street, near St Swithin"s, and speaks to me always of our common past. And you must have heard of this doctrine during the course of your labours with Mr Griffen sometimes the earth trembles as if it were sick, the waters pour forth weeping, the air withers and the fire consumes, yet still the stone survives. And do you know that sentence of the learned master, Hermes Mercurius Trismegistus, that G.o.d is a standing pillar? Why do you think it is that I mark my works with my own London seal of Hermes?" I stopped short then, for fear that I had said too much.
"So tell me, Doctor Dee, what do you think of this case I have put to you?"
"I can tell from your dutiful looks, and from the proofs you have offered me in the telling, that this is no coa.r.s.e home-spun tale fit only to serve as winter talk by the fireside."
"I gladly a.s.sent to that."
"No, sir, the names of the ancient inhabitants you mentioned, and all the details surrounding your discovery of the ancient scrolls "
"And the crystal stone."
"Yes, and the stone. All these evidences lead me to believe that this is a business no man could open his mouth against. Of course I must now see the papers with my own eyes to accept the verity of them "
"Which you shall do soon enough. At once, if you so please."
"But I shall not fight against my shadow of doubt. Give me your hand, Mr Kelley. This enterprise is so great that, as to this time, it never was to my knowledge achieved to find the very portion or circuit of ground where our ancient city lay, and by the apt study of that place to discover its contents, why, it is a marvel indeed. It is hard in these our dreary days to win due credit for the exercise of any art, but in this venture I believe that great glory will be found."
"So shall we work together in this, Doctor Dee? Is that your conclusion?"
"Well," I replied, "since you might have no other employment but licking dishes, I will set you to work myself." He laughed at this, and seemed much relieved. "But I must warn you," I added, to master his mood, "that those who have in past days used me ill have suffered a foul crack in return."
"Be merry, sir, for in me there shall want no thing to make you merry."
"And deserving honour of our great discovery."
"And rich."
I said nothing to that but, taking him gravely by the hand again, we plighted our faith to each other. Now I itched to be gone for the parchments yet it was a wonderful dark sky letting forth showers of rain, and so we agreed to depart for Cheapside on the following morning. Mr Kelley had been lodged by the waterside, in a mean tenement next to Baynards Castle, but I informed him that he could find nothing better, either for love or money, than a room in my own house. He readily agreed and, departing at once even in the middle of the storm, returned that evening with a porter bearing all his gear. He wished for no supper, but in good fellowship came to sit within my chamber before bed.
"Tell me," I asked as we sat before the fireside, "what else did Ferdinand Griffen teach you?"
"It is too late an hour to embark upon mysteries "
"Of course."
" with which you will already be acquainted. But let me see, he told me how to make a stone burn without fire, and, yes, I recall now, he showed me how to make a candle that will not go out until the whole substance is wasted. He taught me how to make hens lay eggs all the winter through "
"He was a great scholar to bother with such trifles."
" and how to make an hollow ring to dance by itself. Then he showed me how to make an apple move upon a table. Likewise he taught me how to make a man see fearful sights in his sleep."
"Oh, I know that piece of foolery. You take the blood of a lapwing and with it anoint the pulses of the forehead before going to rest. Is that not so?"
"Yes. It is so, Doctor Dee. I see that none of these arts escapes you."
"They are a diversion for those like Mr Griffen and myself. They are mere gimcrackery, and truly there is nothing to be said for them. Do you know how we are supposed to make a chamber appear filled with snakes and adders? We kill a snake, put the same into a pan with wax and thoroughly boil the two together; then of that wax we make a candle and after, when it is lighted, it will appear as though a thousand snakes were creeping in the chamber. Mere toys for boys, sir. Toys for boys."
"But is there not some truth in it? Surely it is based upon those same principles of harmony and a.s.sociation that you notably expounded in your Facsiculus Chemicus Facsiculus Chemicus?"
"Oh, you know that work, do you? It was privately printed."
"Ferdinand Griffen showed me his copy. And did you not say in another place, which I have not in memory, that out of the smallest comminglings spring the greatest wonders?"
"It is true," I replied, "that even the smallest clouds carry water."
"And slender threads sew sure st.i.tches."
He was flyting me, and so I replied in kind with all good humour at his impertinence. "Little hairs have their shadows."
"Blunt stones whet knives."
"From hard rocks flow soft springs."
"The whole world is drawn on a map."
"Homer"s Iliad Iliad is found in a nutsh.e.l.l." is found in a nutsh.e.l.l."
"And the queen"s picture on a penny."
"Enough, sir," I said. "Enough. One day I will show you something greater than magician"s baubles. Did Ferdinand Griffen ever expound to you the manner of drawing aromatic oils? Perhaps I may even relate to you the great secret of the elixir of salt."
"These are secrets which I would hope to be worthy of, sir. I will relish them well, but only after I have given you good reason to trust me and welcome me in your laboratory."
"That is well said, Edward Kelley. But do we not share a great secret already? Tomorrow we must rise early and find our way to Cheapside. Then, once the ancient papers have been restored to us, we can begin our search for the long-buried city of London."
"Sir," he said, rising from his chair, "you have made acquaintance with me and offered me great courtesy. For which I thank you."
"And so good night. Philip will light your way to your bedchamber."
After he had departed, I climbed up the back stairs towards my laboratory, which was always locked and bolted from prying eyes; it is a rambling, winding stairway, looking out upon my Clerkenwell winter garden, and when I put my eye against the narrow cas.e.m.e.nt I thought I saw some dark form or shape running through the rain. Then it seemed to enter the very fabric of the house and, within a few moments, I heard something scurrying behind me up the stairs. In horror I put my gown around my knees in case this thing tried to clamber upon me, even as I heard it make another turning: then, when it came into sight, I saw that it was my cat. It was running in curious fashion, and then dropped some other thing at my feet. I moved it, but it was quite dead: it was a pigeon, and one which had only a single wing naturally. How had it grown so sleek and so fat without any chance to fly? So I took it with me into my laboratory, and laid it aside for further study, before taking down the carefully turned gla.s.s vessel in which I hoped to grow my little man.
"G.o.d send you good rest," I said to my wife before retiring to my chamber.
"Are you not weary, sir," she replied, "having trotted out so many words with Mr Kelley? I have not known so long a discourse before, unless it be in St Paul"s."
"It is true, Mrs Dee. I am weary. Will you call Philip to me? Ah, there you are, you knave, skulking behind the door like my neighbour"s dog in the rhyme. Philip, come in and make ready the candlesticks with the wax candles: I have a long day before me, and cannot endure the smell of tallow. Where are the snuffers? Where is the warming-pan? And see that the chamber-pot is under the bed. Is the close-stool basin clean? I pray you, Philip, put clean water within it." All these preparations were made as I requested, and yet still, as I lay upon my bed, I could not sleep: I dwelt so much on the substance of Edward Kelley"s discoveries, and on the likely events of the morrow, that I kept myself from sleeping as the crane does when she keeps a stone in her foot.
"Are you up, sir?" The voice of Philip woke me from some flight into the upper air, when I dreamed I was leaving the dross of my mortality.
"Yes, Philip, yes. What is the time?" I groaned at my return to my mortal state.
"It is not late, sir. It is still dark, and the merchants had not yet opened their shops when I pa.s.sed them."
"Command Audrey to prepare a dozen new-laid eggs rolled in the embers. We have a guest with us."
"I know, sir. He was drinking wine and singing to himself half the night."
"Go to, Philip. Say no more and help me to rise." I cleaned myself and dressed pretty quickly, but when I came into the hall Mr Kelley was already warming himself by the fire while my wife helped Audrey to prepare the table. I wished them all good morrow, and he asked me how I did. "Well, G.o.d be praised. And you also?"
"Well, thanks be to G.o.d, seeing that I could not sleep all the night."
"You could not? Well, neither could I. I slept no more than the compa.s.s of an hour, before being startled out of my trance by my servant."
"I know. The minutes fell thicker than acorns around me, and I spent my time in taking out my watch and setting its wheels."
"But now we may have a fit restorative. Where is the ale, wife, to help us in our quest today?"
"It is by your hand, sir, waiting for you."
We made a quick meal, not wishing to lose even a minute before embarking on our journey, and Edward Kelley was about to call for his mare even as we ate. But I prevented him. "I fear for our horses in the streets around Cheapside," I told him. "It is a place notorious for thieves, and if we were so much as to turn our backs upon them, they would be spirited away as if by city demons. No, sir, we must walk."
"Will that not lose us time?"
"Time is never lost, for we make our own as we venture forward. If we go by way of Charterhouse and Smithfield, we will be within the city faster than you know."
So we took our course, well wrapped up against the cold, and pretty soon had pa.s.sed through Aldersgate and down St Martin"s into Cheapside. "Where shall we find your friend?" I asked him. "There are so many jewellers in London that we might be in the glittering cave of Rebus. Where does he keep?"
"I know his sign when I see it. It is of the moon, and a hare jumping over it. He is somewhere over the other side of Eleanor Cross."
We made our way, but not without being called for and hindered by the merchants who were already at their stalls and who set up such a bawling and shouting that you would imagine yourself in h.e.l.l.
"Sirs, what would you gladly buy?" cries one. "I will sell you as good and cheap as any man within London."
"Sirs, will it please you to enter into this shop," calls another, "and see if I have anything which serves your turn?"
One came up to me so close that I could smell his stinking breath. "Come in, come in. I have very fair and good cloth here, sirs. The best of the town."
"We have no use for cloth," I replied.
"But of what colour do you lack?" He brought out a roll which he put in front of me even as we tried to pa.s.s. "It shall cost you only a crown a yard, sir. If I charged you less, I should lose in it."
"It is all one to me whether you sink or swim." Edward Kelley laughed at my words. "Now let us be on our way."
"You are too hard, sir. Truly you are."
We had come up by the corner of Bread Street, and I looked around for the jeweller"s sign which Mr Kelley had mentioned. "What is the name of your friend? Perhaps we may ask for him."
"His name is Porcliffe, but I know his place by sight."
"Oh," said the pert little merchant who was still following us. "Do not venture near Porcliffe. Go to the next shop on the other side of the street, and he will let you have whatever you wish cheap for my sake."
Then Edward Kelley saw the sign, half-concealed behind the ladder of a workman and a wagon piled high with straw. "I know it now," he said. "I have been here only once before, but I know it well." So he hastened forward while I stepped briskly behind him, hearing the taunts of the merchant as we crossed over Cheapside. "Let you go," he called out. "I wish you G.o.d-speed. Truly you are like calves which, when they have run their bellyful about the fair, will be glad to come back again."
Edward Kelley laughed again, and let out a "Moo! Moo!" into the air.
We had come up now to the quarter of mercers and goldsmiths, and there under the sign of the moon and the hare saw three shallow steps leading down into an artificially lighted room. "Madam," a very ancient old man in a damask coat was saying as we entered upon this fresh scene, "madam, what will it please you to have?" He had laid out certain stones upon a velvet cloth. "Mistress, I will show you the fairest stones in London. If you do not like them, you may leave them. You bestow nothing but the looking on, and the pain shall be mine to show you."