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All the same, when she was later shown the plaster cast bust of the dead man, she was “” (Feltus, p.178), giving rise to a strong suspicion that she knew more than she was letting on.She did tell police that she had independently given a copy of the Rubaiyat to a man called Alfred Boxall, who she had met at the Clifton Gardens Hotel in Sydney in 1944 while she was training to be a nurse at the nearby Royal North Shore Hospital.This has, of course, unleashed a torrent of speculation, though with not a shred of external evidence to back any of it up.Also: one unusual feature of Boxall’s copy of the Rubaiyat is that the nurse had apparently signed it “Jestyn”, though her name at the time was actually Jessica Ellen Harkness.However, apart from three items marked “Kean”, “Keane”, and “T.Keane” (), nothing indicating the man’s identity was found in those belongings.Careful analysis of this suggests that it is more likely to be an ‘acrostic’ (i.e.
Up until Thomson’s death in 2005, this was as much as anyone knew.
At this point, the mystery of the case was compounded by the discovery of some faint writing on the rear page of the book.
This included a local phone number (“X3239”), and several lines of cipher-like writing.
If you want to know more – OK: much, more – about the Somerton Man, this is surely the first thing you should buy for yourself.
It’s a little bit pricey (mainly because of Australian book taxes), true, but well worth the money, in my opinion.