"I-I-I'm not sure," he stammers. "I mean about how to help. I just came to offer help. I didn't really iron out the particulars on the way over."
"As for the books, there were two books and some other items. I was stationed in Dublin, during the Anglo-Irish War. My sister put us in touch, for Jackson had mentioned to her that he was interested in some Gaelic manuscripts. Mr. Elias had contacted the owner, but could not travel to Ireland due to the war. He wrote that he needed someone in country to handle the transaction."
Croydon cocks his head to one side, with a thoughful expression on his face. Then he continues. "There was a large bound volume called the Lebor Bretnach--this would translate as the 'Historia Brittonum' but is known informally as the 'Irish Nennius'--and a smaller volume of bound writings with no title. I tried to read them, but could not. The 'Nennius' was in Gaelic, which I know, but was not of a form with which I am familiar. It looked like Middle Irish, to my unscholary eye. The smaller volume was something else entirely. I could not read it, so I have no idea what it contained.
"The other items were fragments--single pieces of writing, each lasting no more than a few pages. One of these was in Gaelic, and appeared to be some sort of translation of another text. Another of them was in the strange language of the smaller bound volume. The third was definitely a translation, for it contained both Gaelic and what I believe to be the same language as the unidentified volume. Also, Jackson mentioned that it was the key to some of the other writings. He even called it his 'Rosetta Stone'. And that it what I know of the items I procured for Mr. Jackson."
He looks around the table. "Are there any other questions for me?"