The Case of the Illicit Swanager of Lowwater

Dominic Newman’s first solo investigation as a Field Agent

 

On Godsday of Mobility Week, Seaseason, 606, Mistress Ingrid Lunt, my supervisor in the Freetown Field Station, assigned me to investigate the matter of a possible act of illicit swanaging. I read through the papers that night before setting to work the next day.

 

The Background

Oliver Numbskull, Sage of Moonguard University School of Runic Studies, has spent twelve years studying the local swan populations on the rivers around Freetown. Over the last three years, he noticed a drop in numbers of several percent on the Lowwater River but had written off the deviations as due to experimental error and within normal variation in population.

However, earlier this year, his head count revealed a 15% fall in adult swans from the previous year. In his opinion, this could only be due to illicit swanaging as swans have few natural predators and populations in all other areas remain stable due to the run of relatively mild winters in the last decade. He had also come across several birds showing signs of injury from weapons and traps.

All Swans in the environs of Moonguard belong to the Duke of Moonguard by ancient law and no licences have been granted in this area for some time so I was inclined to agree with Doctor Numbskull’s diagnosis.

 

The Investigation

Obviously, if swans were being poached, the poacher(s) would have to be fencing the birds through some sort of poultry vendor and the quantities of birds vanishing, amounting to some dozens in the space of a season, meant the conduit would have to be fairly obvious. However, a survey of poultry sales revealed, unsurprisingly, that no swans were being sold in any market local to Freetown or in Moonguard; neither were they being shipped downstream. The obvious conclusion being that they were being sold as something else.

The records of the Bureau of Community Development & Commerce list five poultry farmers in the vicinity of the Lowwater River. Of these, four are conventional chicken farms but one happens to be the largest turkey farm in the Freetown area. I therefore decided to focus my initial investigations on the owner, one Bernard Matthews.

Mr Matthews was a middle-aged Matari married to an ex-Madonna initiate named Gladys. He held his farm from Lord Lux and sold his produce at market in Freetown; all matters that will become relevant later in my narrative.

I decided to make my initial investigations covertly, visiting Mr Matthews’ farm on Clayday, Illusionweek, Seaseason in the guise of a city visitor and his wife (Mildred Cresco serving as my erstwhile spouse, acting as a corroborative witness and providing support in the event of trouble, which proved unnecessary on this occasion) seeking a suitably large turkey for a business dinner.

Mr Matthews himself showed us his live foulstock, all of which were fine birds, turkeys every one. However, on my asking if he had any larger birds and stating a preference for them being prepared for cooking on delivery, he showed me a dozen all plucked, gutted, heads and feet removed. I bought the biggest!

On returning to Freetown with my purchase, analysis proved it indeed to be a swan; Doctor Numbskull being quite emphatic on this point. Placing the evidence on ice, and with Supervisor Lunt’s admonishment that ‘justice must be seen to be done’; I set about the arrest of Bernard Matthews.

 

The Arrest

Unfortunately, the arrest proved more difficult than the investigation. Since Mr Matthews held his farm from Lord Lux, I first had to obtain his lordship’s permission to make an arrest within his feudal jurisdiction. However, as he had no desire to enter into a protracted politico-legal wrangle with the Duke of Moonguard, he demurred with good grace.

Then there was the matter of the arresting personnel. Moderator Fiscal McKenzie denied responsibility, claiming his jurisdiction ended at the town walls. I briefly considered approaching other members of the Freetown polity to place pressure on Moderator McKenzie but was forced to discard such ideas as impractical in the current political climate.

It was therefore necessary to send to Moonguard for Ducal reinforcements, these being the only viable alternative to the hiring of expensive and possibly unreliable mercenaries; Supervisor Lunt refusing my request on budgetary grounds. Moderator Fiscal McKenzie’s denial of jurisdiction did, however, mean that, with Lord Lux’s licence, I was free to act in this matter, therefore, upon the arrival of an officer of the ducal guard and three Moonguard militiamen on Waterday, Truthweek, Seaseason, I took my warrant and moved to arrest Bernard Matthews on the charge of illicit swanaging - but things did not go according to plan.

It seems Mr Matthews had been ‘tipped off’ by connections in Freetown, doubtless close to the Moderator’s office (though I hasten to add that this in no way implies collusion by Moderator McKenzie). We therefore found Mr Matthews barricaded within his farmhouse, wielding a crossbow and threatening to ‘take the lot o’ ye’. Luckily the first quarrel went awry and after a brief discussion under cover from the farmhouse, we set about reducing the farm after formally announcing ourselves and our purpose.

Over the succeeding hour, we gradually wore down Mr Matthew’s determination, though not before Militiaman Dougal Glowworm took a nasty wound to his arm. I only avoided injury myself by turning a quarrel with my shield. Casualties on the other side allegedly came to a gash to Mr Matthews’ lower torso and some minor cuts to a child caused by flying glass, both from a discus hurled by Sergeant Fullman and healed by Mrs Matthews before they could be witnessed by my colleagues or myself. Needless to say, the other prepared birds had been disposed of, together with the bills, feet and giblets that must have resulted from preparation.

 

The Prosecution

Throughout the arrest, my colleagues and I were at a loss to understand Mr Matthews’ obdurance. It was always certain we would prevail and he was only making his situation worse. As we took him into custody, all became apparent upon the appearance of an attorney from Freetown; Mr Matthews had clearly been waiting his imminent arrival. The attorney, Ernest Mackie of Mackie, Xylophane and Burke, immediately counselled his client, quite unnecessarily, to remain silent and denied my warrant, claiming Mr Matthews to be a citizen of Freetown who therefore could not be removed to Moonguard without due process in the Freetown courts. It seems Mr Matthews had cunningly purchased a hovel within the town and taken up citizenship rights against just such an eventuality as he now faced. Accordingly, I had no choice but to turn him over to the Moderator’s office. Legal proceedings took several weeks but eventually I was able to secure the accused and remove him to Moonguard for trial in the Ducal courts.

The trial opened on Godsday, Mobilityweek, Fireseason; Mr Matthews pleading innocence before Justice Loonacey of the Duke’s Bench. Opening statements were followed by the Ducal attorney from the Bureau of the Judiciary, Mistress Angelica Carrot, putting the case for the prosecution. By now the original ‘evidence’ was in a somewhat dilapidated state, ice falling scarce in Fireseason. An attempt had been made to preserve it with salt but it was really too big for this to be an effective preservative method without butchery, which would have severely impaired its value as evidence. However, it was presented, such as it was, and Doctor Numbskull’s expert testimony together with Mildred Cresco’s and mine produced a case for the prosecution as strong as the aroma of the ‘evidence’. Justice Loonacey invited Mr Mackie to offer a defence.

At this point, Mr Mackie announced his client was changing his plea to one of ‘guilty but insane’. Throughout the entirety of my involvement with Mr Matthews and Mr Mackie, I observed their tactics were essentially twofold; to obfuscate and to delay, apparently in the hope of rendering pursuit of the matter uneconomical for the forces of justice.

Under Moonguard law, a plea of insanity must be judged by divination to the Goddess. Mr Mackie successfully appealed to Justice Loonacey that multiple priests were required to give the necessary authority according to the ravings, “Three, five, seven, nine; she is speaking out of mind!”

It is my opinion that this piece of scripture has nothing to do with quorum restrictions on an insanity plea and a lot to do with the Goddess’ using Mindspeech or some such but unfortunately my merely lay opinion counts for nothing in a court of law against an ordained Minister. Justice Loonacey chose the cheapest option but three divinations still tripled the costs for the prosecution.

As expected, all three divinations came back ‘as sane as the next man’ and since Mr Matthews had altered his plea to ‘guilty’, nothing remained bar the sentencing – or so I thought.

 

The Sentence

Justice Loonacey duly ordered Mr Matthews to pay the fines for the one bird produced as evidence, the smell of which had by now thankfully vanished from the confines of the court, but not for the other birds observed by Mistress Cresco and myself because it was not possible to prove they were also swans. In my opinion, it is one of the marks of the advance of civilisation in Moonguard in the Third Age that the old system of amputation for crimes of theft has largely been replaced by a much more just and sensibly lucrative system of fines. However, in this case, this meant the penalty for poaching the Duke’s swans is reduced from amputation of both hands to an amercement of 20s per bird, which hardly seemed adequate recompense for the time and effort involved.

When Mr Matthews heard the news of the paltry (please excuse the pun) sum to be levied, he broke into the broadest grin I’ve ever seen on a convicted felon; I thought the top of his head would fall off and I was close to weeping after an entire season’s efforts. But then Justice Loonacey wiped the smile off Mr Matthew’s face when he assigned costs, to whit;

My salary for one season                                                              168s

Mildred Cresco’s wages for 1 day in the field and 2 days in court        9s

Supervisor Lunt’s attention on 3 separate occasions                          12s

Sergeant Fullman’s wages for the 2 weeks detached from Ducal service plus 1 day in court   60s

3 militiamen’s wages for the 2 weeks detached from Ducal service     84s

Healing for Dougal Glowworm’s arm                                               125s

Prisoner’s accommodation in Freetown during extradition hearings     26s

Transport for prisoner and escort to Moonguard                              14s

Prisoner’s accommodation in Moonguard                                            10s

Justice Loonacey’s wages for 2 days of trial plus sentencing             24s

Prosecuting counsel’s wages for 2 days of trial plus sentencing          12s

The jury’s stipend for the 2 days of the trial                                   24s

Other sundry court officials for 2 days of trial plus sentencing         9s

3 divinations by ordained priests of Selene                                 3000s

Grand Total                                                        3437s

 

The Resolution

This was, of course, far more than Mr Matthews’ liquid capital. In fact it came to considerably more than the value of his farm and chattels. Of course, Lord Lux interceded in the matter of the confiscation of the land, since the estate belonged to his lordship, but Mr Matthew’s chattels were forfeit.

But then Mr Mackie introduced his last attempt to save his client, claiming Mr Matthews actually to be a serf of Lord Lux’s. If successful, this would have made his lordship liable for all damages found against his property, as a serf is judged to be. Naturally, his lordship moved swiftly to refute Mr Matthew’s status and it was revealed that, while Mr Matthews’ grandfather had indeed been of servile status, his son, Mr Matthew’s father, had risen above his origins and Lord Lux provided documentary evidence that Bernard Matthews had served in a chariot in his youth, which in Helios’ eyes makes him free.

Bernard Matthews is therefore ruined, along with his wife and five children. She is divorcing him for ‘insufferability in the marriage bed’ and is looking for homes for her children before returning to the Madonna temple in Freetown; he is now of no fixed abode and seems likely to have lost his wits, the Goddess granting the blessing he claimed illegally in court.

Justice has been seen to be done but the Duke of Moonguard has recovered merely a fraction of his outlay in the matter and I can’t help thinking that an early ‘accident’ might have saved the Duke a lot of money, not to mention numerous other people a lot of time and left his innocent wife and children in possession of his estate. Meanwhile, do you know of anyone willing to purchase 281 turkeys? They are a little underfed but are sure to return to full health with a bit of tender nursing?