The Boudicca Parchments (23 page)

“He who fights and runs away lives to fight another day.”

“Exactly, and he did indeed redeem himself in the final battle and go on to become governor of Britannia. But we’re getting ahead of ourselves. Boudicca systematically destroyed the city with a take-no-prisoners policy.”

“That must have put the wind up the Romans.”

“Oh it did that all right. Catus Decianus, the discredited procurator, fled to Gaul. And when the news of the defeat got to Suetonius – the Roman governor – he and his men began hurrying back. But of course there was no point sending just the cavalry. And the bulk of their men were on foot.”

“But surely by then Camulodunum would have been destroyed. I mean they must have known that? And surely Boudicca wouldn’t just stick around would she?”

“Oh no, she didn’t Instead she went on to Londinium, which at the time was a major commercial city, though not the capital that it was going to one day become. And that’s where the Romans were trying to get to as well, because they knew that Londinium would be next on her hit list.”

“But presumably Boudicca got there first – not having to cover such a great distance.”

“Of course. In fact Suetonius
did
get there with an advanced party, but he didn’t have enough men to make a fight of it. He’d seen what happened at Camulodunum when Petilius had decided to fight with inadequate forces and he decided not to make the same mistake. There were very few Romans in Londinium. Most of the inhabitants were locals or foreign merchants. So he simply pulled his forces out – ignoring the pleas of the locals – and abandoned Londinium to Boudicca’s angry mob, who burnt it down.”

“And we know that for a fact?”

“Oh yes. Archaeological excavations at various London sites have confirmed a combustion layer. It’s seen in dust covering coins and pottery from before 60 AD but not after.”

“So what did Petronus do?”

“He waited for the rest of his forces to arrive in the area north of Londinium. Meanwhile Boudicca and her ever growing army went on to destroy Verulamium, also mostly by fire.”

“Verulamium?”

“Modern day St. Albans. It wasn’t really a Roman city but it was heavily roman
ized
– largely by choice of the inhabitants themselves. So it would also have been a natural target for a vast horde that had grown to detest anything Roman. You have to remember that in addition to the fighters, this vast army was accompanied by the wives and children of the British combatants. It wasn’t so much a war or a military campaign as a rampage with very little by way of planning.”

“So far, I make it Boudicca three, Romans nil.”

“And so it was, but by now the Roman army was back. You could say they made a couple of last minute substitutions and their team was now back to full strength. Suetonius now assembled his army, somewhere that the Britons would have to pass through if they wanted to get back to their lands. There is some dispute as to whether they had planted their crops that year – ”

“Similar to the Jerusalem siege in the year 70,” Daniel interrupted.

“Exactly. But regardless of that, the Iceni and their allies couldn’t just wonder around aimlessly. According to Tacitus, Suetonius assembled his forces in a place where he had the topography on his side. He had a forest behind him and steep slopes on either side.”

“But couldn’t be attacked from above if he did that?”

“No because the wasn’t overlooked by the steep slopes. They overlooked the approach to his front line. That meant that Boudicca’s army would be funnelled into a narrow area where their front line would be no larger than the Roman line. So the Roman’s could pick them off one line at a time.”

“But the Romans were still outnumbered weren’t they?”

“Oh yes, Daniel. But not to the extent that Tacitus or Cassius Dio suggest in their historical propaganda. The Romans had the
Germina
Legion – that’s the fourteenth, as well as some of the twentieth legion, known as
Valeria Victrix
. He also had the cavalry remnant of the
Hispana
, the famous
ninth
legion, plus assorted auxiliaries. The one thing he didn’t have was the
second
Legion, the
Augusta
, who were stationed in Exeter. He had in fact sent a message to Poenius Postumus, the commander of the
Augusta
, telling him to send forces. But Postumus declined to do so.”

“Does history record why?”

“Some say he was afraid. Some say he didn’t have time to get them there and some say he had to maintain a rear guard defence and that his decision was sound strategy. I’m inclined to the last of those, but regardless of my opinion, when he missed out on the great battle he was so shamed for depriving his men of a part of that great victory, that he committed suicide.”

“Ah, so we are now talking about the final battle.”

“Yes. And this is where Boudicca’s strategy – if one could call it that – fell apart. First of all you have to remember the Romans had an iron discipline to match Boudicca’s iron will. Secondly they knew military strategy inside out. It was in their blood…
and
their history. So when the first line of Britons charged at them, the Romans used their spears. Even if the Britons defended themselves with their shields, the spears imbedded themselves in the shields and bent or warped, so they couldn’t easily be removed from the shields.

“Then when the Britons charged again, the Roman’s held
their
shields in a tight formation and when the Britons got close enough to engage, the Romans fought with swords taking advantage of their superior combat skills. When the Britons tried to flee, they found their retreat blocked by their own wagons that contained their families whom they had brought along with them. And then with the Britons in retreat and disarray, it was the Romans who went on the rampage with a take-no-prisoners policy.”

“And what happened to Boudicca?”

“Well according to Tacitus, she poisoned herself. According to Cassius Dio, writing a hundred years later, she fell ill and died and was given a lavish burial.”

“But where did Cassius Dio get that? I mean he must have read Tacitus’s account.”

“Oh certainly… and it’s not clear where he gets his story from, other than the propaganda element, which to some extent is present in
both
their narratives. But the interesting thing is that Tacitus actually gives
two different
accounts. In his more detailed account in the
Annals
he mentions suicide. But in the
Agricola
, which is an account of his father-in-law’s career – and remember his father-in-law was there – he says that Boudicca’s rebellion ended through what he calls ‘socordia’ – which means indolence. In other words it just fizzled out – which suggests a much smaller revolt.”

“But there’s no possibility that she was captured?”

“None whatsoever. If that had happened, she would have been taken back to Rome in chains and paraded through the streets.”

“And that would presumably have been recorded by other writings in Rome.”

“Exactly Daniel. And no such record exists.”

“But if this
ketuba
is genuine – and we can’t be sure without the original – then this is…”

Ted nodded.

“Words fail me too Daniel. If the daughter of Boudicca got hitched to a visiting Judean – let alone one of the leaders of the Jewish uprising of 66 in Judea – then it’s a find that promises to rewrite history.”

For a while they sat there in silence, contemplating the enormity of the discovery, or at least the
potential
discovery. Finally Daniel spoke.

“Okay, now what is the significance of the site where you were digging?”

“Compared to yours, it almost pales into insignificance.”

“Maybe, but tell me anyway. At least you’ve got something concrete to show for your troubles. And it might just add to the big picture.”

Ted smiled, encouraged by Daniel’s words.

“Well, Arbury Banks has been suggested as a possible site for the final battle. The site was originally a late bronze age site in
pre
-Roman Briton. But it may also have been the site of the final battle. At any rate, that’s what we’ve been looking into.”

“But what’s so special about this map that you found?”

“Well first of all. It’s on parchment – and like I said, not the type of parchment you usually find in Roman Britain. Secondly remember what I said about the writing. I’m hoping that you might recognize it.”

And with that Professor Hynds cleared his plate from in front of him, opened the cardboard tube and carefully removed the parchment, that was now inside a transparent folder. It was actually quite a thick, sturdy parchment, that Daniel instantly recognized as
gevil
the unsplit cowhide that orthodox Jews used to make
Torah
scrolls.

But as the professor carefully unrolled the parchment and transparent plastic, Daniel recognized something else. The map showed the Mediterranean Sea as a flat horizontal oval, with Europe to the top. North Africa to the bottom, Iberia and the Atlantic Ocean to the left and Judea and Mesopotamia to the right. But there was also an arrow pointing to the Italian peninsula where Rome would be. And adjacent to that arrow was some writing in a Hebraic script that Daniel recognized as from about 2000 years ago, just like on the
ketuba
that Martin Costa had found.

But there was something different about this writing.

“What does it say?” asked Hynds.

“I wish I could tell you.”

Hynds did a double take.

“But isn’t it Hebrew… or Aramaic?”

“The lettering is Hebrew script all right. But I don’t recognize the language. It’s not Hebrew or Aramaic.” Daniel stared long and hard at the short text. “It’s not
any
Semitic language that I recognize.”

Chapter 53

The man who had followed the Sassons and Helen Klein to the house had been told by HaTzadik not to use the phone. They had been wary of using the phone at the best of times. But now with HaTzadik concerned that they might be under surveillance, they had to be extra careful. So instead, he drove back to the city centre.

He was in fact one of the few members local of
Shomrei Ha’ir
who could even drive. Because the sect was so fanatically opposed to the State of Israel, they refused not only to participate in its elections or to serve in the army, but even to cooperate with its institutions. Hence learning to drive was very difficult for Israeli members of
Shomrei Ha’ir
even though foreign based members – in the UK and USA – had mastered the skill driving of driving and were licensed to do so.

In the case of this man, he was Israeli, but he had not always been a member of the sect. For most of his life, he had been a secular Jew with no religious upbringing whatsoever until a personal crisis had caused him to “see the light” and become a
ba’al teshuva
– a master of repentance – who had
hazar bitshuva
, returned in repentance. This was not a convert, but a lost soul who had returned to the fold – the Jewish equivalent of a “born again” Christian.

As such he capable of equalling if not exceeding the fanaticism of other members of the sect. It also meant that he could be ruthless in his dealings with other human beings in order to fulfil the wishes and demands of
HaTzadik
, his beloved “rebbe” or teacher.

Once he reached the city centre, he drove around for twenty minutes before he found a place to park. Then he walked to Mea She’arim.

“The house is in the basement. There’s gold-painted metal gate. You go down the stairs and to the right and that’s where they are.”

“And you just drove by once?”

HaTzadik was grilling his man on the details. This time Shalom Tikva was taking personal command of the operation and he didn’t want it to go wrong yet again. He would proceed the plan with hours of prayer, knowing that success or failure was in the hands of
Hashem
. But in the meantime, he would plan it carefully and diligently.

“No I stopped further down and started chatting to a religious couple about buying a property in the area. I asked if it’s quiet on
shabas
and used that as a starting pointing.”

“And what did you find out?”

“About what it’s like on
shabas
?”

“About anything!” snapped HaTzadik, irritated. “What are the neighbours like?”

“There’s a hostel for mentally retarded girls.”

“A hostel?”

“Well… a sort of
mini
-hostel. It’s a basically an apartment where they’ve got several teenage and young adult girls staying.”

“And staff?”

“A woman comes to visit them during the daytime.”

“That’s it? But surely if they’re retarded…”

“They’re not severely retarded; just mildly. And some of them have behavioural problems. Anyway they were the only neighbours I was able to find out about.”

“What about access?”

“Well there’s only one actual entrance – and that’s the gate I told you about, But there’s a garden that overlooks the sloping hill and the valley. I took a look at the valley. There’s no road anywhere near it, but a fit person could climb up the hill and get to the garden that way.”

“And how easy would it be to get from the garden into the house?”

“Not that easy. All the windows have solid bars.”

“But what about how they get to the garden from the house?”

“Well from what I could see they had heavy shutters, that they presumably lower at night – or maybe just to keep the sun out. But there’s also an iron door and again, I assume they lock it at night.”

“But when you looked at it… during the day?”

“It was open.”

“And aside from that,” HaTzadik added, “if there’s a garden… and if there are little girls… they probably like to go outside and play.”

Chapter 54

Ted was looking at Daniel with unmitigated disappointment. And even Sarit, who had been content to eat in silence while these two academic gentlemen were having their discussion on ancient Roman history, was now paying attention. She had been riveted by their analysis of the conflicts that befell the Roman empire, but she had been hoping all along that something would emerge out of this that would tell them why there was such interest in the dig site at Arbury Banks… and why a fanatical anti-Zionist Jewish group was taking such an interest in the matter.