cb.imajica1-第89章
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h she'd not told him she'd traveled that way。 She said it was。 You should take a cab next time； he said。 Or； better still； allow me to （hive you。 I'm certain Mr。 Godolphin would prefer you to travel in fort； he said。 She thanked him for his kindness。 Will you be planning other trips soon？ he asked。 She had her story for the following evening already prepared； but Dowd's manner never failed to throw her off balance； and she was certain any lie she told now would be instantly spotted； so she said she didn't know； and he let the subject drop。
Oscar didn't e home until the middle of the night； slipping into bed beside her as gently as his bulk allowed。 She pretended to wake。 He murmured a few words of apology for stirring her； and then some of love。 Feigning a sleepy tone； she told him she was going to see her friend Clem tomorrow night； and did he mind？ He told her she should do whatever she wanted； but keep her beautiful body for him。 Then he kissed her shoulder and neck and fell asleep。
She had arranged to meet Clara at eight in the evening； outside the church； but she left for that rendezvous two hours before in order to go via her old flat。 She didn't know what place in the scheme of things the carved blue eye had； but she'd decided the night before that it should be with her when they made their attempt to liberate Celestine。 。 The flat felt cold and neglected； and she spent only a few minutes there； first retrieving the eye from her wardrobe； then quickly leafing through the mail…most of it junk… that had arrived since she'd last visited。 These tasks pleted； she set out for Highgate； taking Dowd's advice and hailing a taxi to do so。 It delivered her to the church twenty…five minutes early； only to find that Clara was already there。
〃Have you eaten； my girl？〃 Clara wanted to know。
Jude told her she had。
〃Good；〃 Clara said。 〃We'll need all our strength tonight。〃
〃Before we go any further；〃 Jude said； 〃I want to show
you something。 I don't know what use it can be to us； but I
think you ought to see it。〃 She brought the parcel of cloth
out of her bag。 〃Remember what you said about Celestine
plucking the thoughts out of your head？〃
〃Of course。〃
〃This is what did the same to me。〃
She began to unwrap the eye； a subtle tremor in her fin…gers as she did so。 Four months and more had passed since she'd hidden it away with such superstitious care but her ； memory of its effect was undimmed； and she half expected it to exercise some power now。 It did nothing； though； it lay in the folds of its covering； looking so unremarkable she was almost embarrassed to have made such a show of unveiling it。 Clara； however； stared at it with a smile on her lips。
〃Where did you get this？〃 she said。
〃I'd rather not say。〃
〃This is no time for secrets；〃 Clara snapped。 〃How did …you e by it？〃？
〃I thought we'd agreed…〃 Clem said。
〃I know It was given to my husband。 My ex…husband。〃
〃Who by？〃
〃His brother。〃
〃And who's his brother？〃
She took a deep breath； undecided even as she drew it ； whether she'd expel it again as truth or fabrication。
''His name's Oscar Godolphin；〃 she said。
At this reply Clara physically retreated from Judith； almost as though this name was proof of the plague。
〃Do you know Oscar Godolphin？〃 she said； her tone appalled。
〃Yes； I do。〃
〃Is he the watchdog？〃 she said；
〃Yes； he is。〃
〃Cover it up；〃 she said； shunning the eye now。 〃Cover it up and put it away。〃 She turned her back on Judith； running her crabbed hands through her hair。 〃You and Godolphin？〃 she said； half to herself。 〃What does that mean？
What does that mean？〃
〃It doesn't mean anything；〃 Jude said。 〃What I feel for him and what we're doing now are pletely different issues。〃
〃Don't be naive；〃 Clara replied； glancing back at Jude。 〃Godolphin's a member of the Tabula Rasa； and a man。 You and Celestine are both women； and his prisoners…〃
〃I'm not his prisoner；〃 Jude said； infuriated by Clara's condescension。 〃I do what I want when I want。〃
〃Until you defy history；〃 Clara said。 〃Then you'll see how much he thinks he owns you。〃 She approached Jude again； taking her voice down to a pained whisper。 〃Understand this；〃 she said。 〃You can't save Celestine and keep his affections。 You're going to be digging at the very foundations…literally； the foundations…of his family and his faith； and when he finds out…and he will； when the Tabula Rasa starts to crumble…whatever's between you will mean nothing。 We're not another sex； Judith； we're another spe…ties。 What's going on in our bodies and our heads isn't remotely like what's going on in theirs。 Our hells are different。 So are our heavens。 We're enemies； and you can't be on both sides in a war。〃
〃It isn't war；〃 Jude said。 〃If it was war I'd be angry； and I've never been calmer。〃
〃We'll see how calm you are； when you see how things really stand。〃
Jude took another deep breath。 〃Maybe we should stop arguing and do what we came to do；〃 she said。 Clara looked at her balefully。 〃I think stubborn bitch is the phrase you're looking for；〃 Jude remarked。
〃I never trust the passive ones；〃 Clara said； betraying a trace of admiration。 〃I'll remember that。〃
The tower was in darkness； and the trees clogged the lamp…tight from the street； leaving the forecourt shadowy and the route down the flank of the building virtually lightless。 Gara had obviously wandered here by night many times； however； because she went with confidence； leaving Jude ： to trail； snared by the brambles and stung by the nettles it had been easy to avoid in the sunshine。 By the time she reached the back of the tower； her eyes were better accustomed to the murk and found Clara standing twenty yards from the building； staring at the ground。
〃What are you doing back here？〃 Jude said。 〃We know
there's only one way in。〃
〃Barred and bolted；〃 she said。 〃I'm thinking there may
be some other entrance to the cellar under the turf； even if
it's only a ventilation pipe。 The first thing we should do is
locate Celestine's cell。〃
〃How do we do that？〃
〃We use the eye that took you traveling；〃 Clara said。 〃e on； e on； give it over。〃
〃I thought it was too tainted to be touched。〃 〃Not at all。〃
〃The way you looked at it。 。 。〃
〃It's loot； my girl。 That's what repulsed me。 It's a piece of women's history traded between two men。〃
〃I'm sure Oscar didn't know what it was；〃 she said； thinking even as she defended him that this was probably untrue。
〃It belongs to a great temple…〃
〃He certainly doesn't loot temples；〃 Jude said； taking
the contentious item from her pocket。
〃I'm not saying he does；〃 Clara replied。 〃The temples
were brought down long before the line of the Godolphins
was even founded。 Well； are you going to hand it over or ；
not？〃
Jude unwrapped the eye； discovering in herself a reluctance to share it she hadn't anticipated。 It was no longer as unremarkable as it had been。 It gave off a subtle luminescence； blue and steady； by which she and Clara could see each other； albeit faintly。
Their gazes met； the eye's light gleaming between them like the glance of a third conspirator； a woman wiser than them both； whose presence…despite the dull murmur of traffic； and jets droning through the clouds above…exalted the moment。 Jude found herself wondering how many women had gathered in the glow of this light or its like down the ages： gathered； to pray； or make sacrifice； or shelter from the destroyer。 Countless numbers； no doubt； dead and forgotten but； in this brief time out of time； reclaimed from anonymity； not named； but at least acknowledged by these new acolytes。 She looked away from Clara； towards the eye。 The solid world around her suddenly seemed irrelevant…at best a game of veils； at worst a trap in which the spirit struggled and； struggling； gave credence to the lie。 There was no need to be bound by its rules。 She could fly beyond it with a thought。 She looked up again to confirm that Clara was also ready to move； but her panion was glancing out of the circle； towards the corner of the tower。
〃What is it？〃 Jude said； following the direction of Clara's gaze。 Somebody was approaching them through the darkness； in the walk a no
