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.""And was he?""No contest," said Beth."How long did it take you to find a taxi?""Only a few minutes," said Beth, "but when the cabbie drew up, to my surprise he said, 'I don't think it's a taxi you'll be needing, luv.If they were my friends, I'd be phoning for an ambulance,' and without another word he shot off.""Has any attempt been made to locate the taxi driver concerned?" asked the judge."Yes, m'lord," replied Redmayne, "but so far no one has come forward.""So how did you react when you heard the taxi driver's words?" Redmayne asked, turning back to Beth."I swung round to see my brother lying on the ground.He appeared to be unconscious.Danny was holding Bernie's head in his arms.I ran back down the alley to join them."Pearson made another note."And did Danny give an explanation as to what had happened?""Yes.He said that they had been taken by surprise when Craig produced a knife.He had tried to wrestle it from him when he was stabbing Bernie.""And did Bernie confirm this?""Yes, he did.""So what did you do next?""I phoned the emergency services.""Please take your time, Miss Wilson, before you answer my next question.Who turned up first? The police or an ambulance?""Two paramedics," said Beth without hesitation."And how long was it before they arrived?""Seven, perhaps eight minutes.""How can you be so sure?""I never stopped looking at my watch.""And how many more minutes passed before the police arrived?""I can't be certain," said Beth, "but it must have been at least another five.""And how long did Detective Sergeant Fuller remain with you in the alley before he went into the bar to interview Mr.Craig?""At least ten minutes," said Beth."But it might have been longer.""But quite long enough for Mr.Spencer Craig to leave, return home, a mere hundred yards away, change his clothes and be back in time to give his version of what had taken place before the detective sergeant went into the bar?""M'lord," said Pearson leaping up from his place, "this is an outrageous slur on a man who was doing no more than carrying out his public duty.""I agree with you," said the judge."Members of the jury, you will ignore Mr.Redmayne's last comments.Never forget that it is not Mr.Craig who is on trial." He glared down at Redmayne, but the lawyer didn't flinch, well aware that the jury would not forget the exchange, and that it might even sow some doubt in their minds."I do apologize, m'lord," he said in a contrite voice."It won't happen again.""Be sure that it doesn't," said the judge sharply."Miss Wilson, while you were waiting for the police to arrive, did the paramedics put your brother on a stretcher and take him to the nearest hospital?""Yes, they did everything they could to help," said Beth, "but I knew it was too late.He'd already lost so much blood.""Did you and Danny accompany your brother to the hospital?""No, I went on my own because Detective Sergeant Fuller wanted to ask Danny some more questions.""Did that worry you?""Yes, because Danny had also been wounded.He'd been—""That's not what I meant," said Redmayne, not wanting her to finish the sentence."Were you anxious that the police might consider Danny to be a suspect?""No," said Beth."It never crossed my mind.I had already told the police what happened.In any case, he always had me to back up his story."If Alex had looked across at Pearson, he would have seen the rare flicker of a smile appear on the prosecutor's face."Sadly your brother died on the way to Chelsea and Westminster Hospital?"Beth began to sob."Yes, I rang my parents, who came immediately, but it was too late." Alex made no attempt to ask his next question until she had composed herself."Did Danny join you at the hospital later?""No, he didn't.""Why not?""Because the police were still questioning him.""When did you next see him?""The following morning, at Chelsea police station.""Chelsea police station?" repeated Redmayne, feigning surprise."Yes.The police came round to my house first thing in the morning.They told me they'd arrested Danny and charged him with Bernie's murder.""That must have come as a terrible shock." Mr.Pearson leaped up."How did you react to this piece of news?" asked Redmayne quickly."In total disbelief.I repeated exactly what had happened, but I could see they didn't believe me.""Thank you, Miss Wilson.No more questions, m'lord."Danny breathed a sigh of relief as Beth stepped down from the witness box.What a diamond.She smiled anxiously up at him as she passed the dock."Miss Wilson," said the judge before she had reached the door.She turned back to face him."Would you be kind enough to return to the witness box? I have a feeling Mr.Pearson may have one or two questions for you."CHAPTER TENBETH WALKED SLOWLY back to the witness box.She looked up at her parents in the public gallery—and then she saw him, glaring down at her.She wanted to protest, but realized that it would serve no purpose, and nothing would please Spencer Craig more than to know the effect his presence had on her.She stepped back into the witness box, more determined than ever to defeat him.She remained standing, and stared defiantly at Mr.Pearson, who was still seated in his place.Perhaps he wasn't going to ask her any questions after all.The old prosecutor rose slowly from his seat.Without glancing at Beth, he began to rearrange some papers.He then took a sip of water before finally looking across at her."Miss Wilson, what did you have for breakfast this morning?"Beth hesitated for a moment, while everyone in the court stared at her.Alex Redmayne cursed.He should have realized that Pearson would try to throw her off guard with his first question.Only Mr.Justice Sackville didn't look surprised."I had a cup of tea and a boiled egg," Beth eventually managed."Nothing else, Miss Wilson?""Oh, yes, some toast.""How many cups of tea?""One.No, two," said Beth."Or was it three?""No, no, it was two.""And how many slices of toast?"She hesitated again."I can't remember.""You can't remember what you had for breakfast this morning, and yet you can recall in great detail every sentence you heard six months ago." Beth bowed her head again."Not only can you recall every word Mr.Spencer Craig uttered that night, but you can even remember such details as him winking at you and rolling his tongue round his lips.""Yes, I can," insisted Beth [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]