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‘So, Alice,’ says Chloë, once we are all settled. ‘Any more questions?’

‘Just one,’ I say. ‘How did you find out about my background?’

‘That was me,’ Hiro says. ‘Sorry. Personnel files.’

‘I see,’ I say.

I bite into some crusty bread and take a swig of beer. The cold liquid hits my throat at the same time that a small breeze blows in off the sea. I turn my head towards the breeze and sip more beer.

‘Look, it’s a seal!’ Esther says suddenly. We all look. Sure enough, there is a seal playing in the water. We all keep completely still as the seal’s smooth, brown head emerges from the water and looks around.

‘Hello,’ I whisper.

‘That is the most beautiful thing,’ Ben says.

Then the seal is gone, gone deep into the cove and possibly out to sea.

‘So, are you still going to leave PopCo?’ Esther says to me.

‘I don’t know,’ I say. ‘I thought … I thought I might write a book.’

I talked about this with Chloë last night. I have always wanted to write books – real books, not just the little guides I do for PopCo. It was something she said that properly put the idea into place.

‘You can hide things in books,’ she said. ‘Everyone knows that.’ I am going to have a go at coming up with this impossible-sounding code for NoCo, of course I am. But I’m not sure about staying in the company. The idea of staying at home with my crosswords and the Voynich Manuscript appeals to me too. And, I don’t know, perhaps a bit more hands-on sabotage, a bit of toy-wrecking on a Saturday afternoon.

‘What sort of book?’ Ben asks.

‘A novel,’ I say. ‘All about PopCo. All about what PopCo is, and what it does, and how you can wake up to it and decide to make a difference.’

‘Ah,’ Grace says. ‘A NoCo book.’

‘I think it’s a great idea,’ says Chloë.

‘I have some other things I want to write about too,’ I explain. ‘Something I promised my grandfather I’d do before he died …’

‘But you won’t be able to use PopCo’s real name. Or NoCo’s,’ Esther says.

‘I’ll change them,’ I say. ‘When I was talking to Chloë last night it hit me that it doesn’t matter how many people know that NoCo exists. No one really knows what it’s called, or who’s a member. I’ll make it the kind of book that young or interesting people read and powerful people ignore. I’ve got some of it in my head, already. I’m going to include all the toys we never made, all the ideas that got scrapped, all the dreams that went wrong. That will be how I’ll build up the image of PopCo. After all, no one can sue me for using concepts that never made it into existence. And then of course there’s the other stuff. Something about a treasure map, an old puzzle … Oh, you’ll see when it’s done.’

‘Cool,’ says Hiro.

‘So you are leaving?’ Chloë says.

‘Yeah,’ I say. ‘But I’m still in NoCo. Like we said.’

‘Yeah. Like we said.’

She smiles at me. People drink more beer, and make odd little sandwiches out of the salad, the hummus and the crisps. Chloë starts talking to Esther about her ‘outbursts’ and Grace sits there with Hiro, smiling softly at him while he opens another beer for her. Seagulls screech overhead, looking for any scraps we throw overboard. In the far distance, an aeroplane marks the sky with a thin white trail.

Ben looks sad. ‘So you’re still going home on Sunday,’ he says to me.

‘Yeah, which only gives me five days to work out what to make you for dinner when you come to stay.’

‘You want me to come, still?’

‘Oh, yes,’ I say. ‘I do.’

‘And what was that thing you were going to ask me?’

‘How do you fancy going on a treasure hunt?’ I say.

The Pacific Bird Sanctuary
1 May 2005

Dear Miss Butler,

Thank you so much for your recent letter. We are very much looking forward to your visit in the week of the 15th. We have made arrangements for you and your companion to stay at the Melody Inn, which is a lovely guest house on the south side of the island, not too far from the sanctuary. On the 17th, we would be honoured for you to attend the opening of the Peter Butler Community School, and the Peter Butler Animal Care Centre. We can also show you the plans for the Francis Stevenson Museum, the initial building work for which, as you already know, will go ahead next spring.

I still cannot quite express to you what the last year has been like not just for me but for all the trustees. To find that your bird sanctuary, or to be more specific, the public picnic area of your bird sanctuary, is the site of treasure worth almost two billion dollars – this is certainly something that doesn’t happen every day! As you know, the Peter Butler memorial buildings have been constructed on land that had been earmarked for development by a US toxic-waste-management company. We were thrilled to be able to buy back this land ourselves. As
for the rest of the money, well, we can discuss it further when you are here. Obviously, we will now be the richest bird sanctuary in the world, but we have been rather touched by the ‘generosity bug’. Can you suggest some other uses for the money? Some worthwhile charities? I never thought we would be able to say this, but we really have too much!

With love and warm wishes – and wishing you a safe trip!

Helèna Rico
Pacific Bird Sanctuary

From
The Cryptogram
2005, Issue ––

Those of you out there working on the Stevenson/Heath Manuscript – stop writing. Put down your pens. This puzzle, almost four hundred years old, has, at last, been solved. The late Cambridge, UK-based cryptanalyst Peter Butler (known to members of the ACA as ‘The Cam Buster’) came up with an answer back in 1982. Now, almost three years after his death, we talk to his granddaughter, Alice Butler, about just how he solved the puzzle and why he kept it a secret for so long.

‘My grandfather started working on the Stevenson/Heath Manuscript just after the Second World War finished,’ she says. ‘From what I’ve been told, he worked on it every single day until he had cracked it.’ Butler didn’t announce his success with this code, however, because he was concerned about the environmental impact of people going to get the treasure. Butler, a keen bird-lover, had discovered that the treasure was buried right in the middle of a bird sanctuary on an island in the Pacific. ‘He just didn’t want to be rich,’ Alice tells us. ‘He didn’t do it for the treasure. For him it was just the thrill of solving the problem that was important. But then he found he couldn’t tell anyone about his success. I remember him being very frustrated about this conundrum!’

Butler did tell two people, however, his wife, the mathe
matician Elizabeth Butler, and his son in-law, Alice’s father William Bailey. He did not tell anyone exactly how he had done it, of course, but he did reveal that he had cracked this notoriously difficult puzzle. But what about the proof? Is there any point in solving a puzzle unless you can tell everyone about it? While he considered this, Butler had a locket made up with a code of his own engraved within it. This code took the form of the following: 2.14488156Ex48. He placed this locket on a chain, gave it to his then nine-year-old granddaughter and told her never to take it off.

‘As a child I lived with my grandparents,’ Alice says. ‘My mother had died some years earlier. I was fascinated with my necklace and tried my hardest to understand it but it took me years to work out what it meant. I remember having one breakthrough when I was about twelve. I was fiddling around with my calculator and I suddenly understood the way the letters and numbers were arranged. I realised that it was shorthand for a longer series of digits, and expanded it accordingly. So then I had a string of digits – but I still didn’t know what to do with them. Then teenage life took over and I stopped trying to work it out. It was only after my grandfather died that I properly looked at it again. When I finally realised what to do with all these digits, I saw that my grandfather had taught me how to decode my necklace years before. It was quite clever of him.’

The code that Francis Stevenson used to create his treasure map was based on a numbered system similar to that found in the Beale Papers, in which, as readers will know, each number in the ciphertext stands for a word from a famous document. In the Beale Papers, the first of the three documents was decoded using the American Declaration of Independence. But no one has had any luck cracking the next two texts, (Unless …? No, Alice Butler assures us that Peter Butler didn’t also work this out in secret.)

‘I knew that my grandfather had worked out which text Francis Stevenson had used to create his code,’ she explains. ‘He had told me that much. But of course he wouldn’t tell me what the text was. He did, however, drop clues sometimes but I didn’t pick them up until much later. I remember once he said that he’d had to reconstruct the text, as it didn’t exist any
more. When I finally cracked the code on my necklace, I knew immediately what the text was. All I had to do then was find my grandfather’s reconstruction of it, although that was harder than it sounds. I had all his papers but, of course, so many of these papers – including the ones I wanted – were in code!’

Then Alice had to work out what she would do, now that she also knew the location of the treasure. ‘More than anything, my grandfather wanted his achievement to be recognised. However, in his lifetime, he never saw a way that this would be possible. You can’t just suddenly tell the world you have a treasure map. You’d have absolute chaos on your doorstep! After a while, he stopped talking about Stevenson/Heath and immersed himself in his new challenge, the Voynich Manuscript. And no, he didn’t solve that one either.’

So what to do about the treasure? It turns out that Alice Butler didn’t want it either. ‘I felt it was wrong for me to have it,’ she says. ‘So I did something that seemed logical. I simply gave the information I had to the trust of the bird sanctuary on which the treasure was buried. I thought, “Well, it’s really your treasure, since you own the land.” I also thought they would know how to dig it up without disturbing the birds. I made an arrangement with them that if there did turn out to be treasure down there, they would use some of the money to build a school and a rescue centre for animals. I also suggested that a Francis Stevenson museum would be a nice idea, too. His story is very fascinating, and deserves a much wider audience. I left it up to the trustees to decide what they wanted to call these structures. But I know my grandfather would be very proud to know that they chose to honour his name. And now that the Peter Butler Community School and the Peter Butler Animal Care Centre are both about to open, I can finally tell everyone that he worked out the location of the Stevenson treasure. The treasure is of course now gone, so there is no risk of people pounding on my door in the middle of the night wanting a copy of the map.’

However, Alice is more reluctant to tell us the name of the document which Stevenson used to encode his map.

‘I thought I would leave that as an open puzzle,’ she says, with a smile. ‘Now that everyone knows what was on my necklace, it should be easy for your readers to work out.’

There’s another reason, too. Alice Butler has written a novel. ‘It’s not just about the Stevenson/Heath Manuscript,’ she says. ‘But the story is there. In the first UK edition of the book I have left the puzzle open, so I don’t want to spoil it for any potential readers by revealing it now.’ Never fear, though, you don’t have to wait for later editions of the book to come out to get the answer if you really want it. The whole story of the solution to the Stevenson/Heath Manuscript will be a key exhibit in the Francis Stevenson Museum, due to open in the fall, and the answer will also be posted on their website.

Across

1) Erase game backwards on mathematician’s computer, perhaps? (5)

3) Unity found in loneliness (3)

6) No right to French silver for SOE Operative (5)

7) Group would have more assets without donkey (3)

8) Rumour about conflict, we hear, with bad end (4)

9) There are seven of these (7)

12) Neat? Help sort out this beastly mess (8)

13) Make your own portable instrument out of fragment (3)

14) A short farewell, during cricket game, perhaps? (3)

Down

1) Mage is plucky but confused (4)

2) Cube me (5)

4) Scrambler finds fish in backwards north-east American casualty (7)

5) In mix-up, Premier of Norway swears to reply (6)

7) Maisie very carefully sifts through clue (5)

10) No clue here. Explain missing piece today! You! (5)

11) Wholly. Except? (4)

The following table is from Fletcher Pratt,
Secret and Urgent: The
Story of Codes and Ciphers
, Blue Ribbon Books, 1939.

Rank
Letter
Frequency of occurrence in 1000 words
Frequency of occurrence in 1000 letters
1
E
591
131.05
2
T
473
104.68
3
A
368
81.51
4
O
360
79.95
5
N
320
70.98
6
R
308
68.32
7
I
286
63.45
8
S
275
61.01
9
H
237
52.59
10
D
171
37.88
11
L
153
33.89
12
F
132
29.24
13
C
124
27.58
14
M
114
25.36
15
U
111
24.59
16
G
90
19.94
17
Y
89
19.82
18
P
89
19.82
19
W
68
15.39
20
B
65
14.40
21
V
41
9.19
22
K
19
4.20
23
X
7
1.66
24
J
6
1.32
25
Q
5
1.21
26
Z
3
.77

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