For Better For Worse. Pam Weaver

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СКАЧАТЬ upon her. She could see the gentlemen of the press at the back of the court scribbling in their notepads and, worst of all, her father who had already given his evidence about the missing brooch and his toxic relationship with Henry, glowering from the public gallery. A woman in a fur coat and broad-brimmed black hat was sitting to the right of her father. Annie had never seen her before but she stared down at her in a way that made her feel uncomfortable. Could this be the other woman who had made a complaint against Henry?

      Annie answered the questions put to her with dignity and truthfully. Yes, she had married a little over a year ago. Her marriage certificate was passed around. No, when she signed the certificate, she had no idea her husband was still married.

      ‘He told me his first wife had died in the war,’ Annie explained.

      There was a murmur in the gallery and she glanced up to see her father shaking his head in disbelief. Her mother, sitting to the left of him, was dabbing her eyes.

      ‘You met when the defendant worked in your father’s jeweller’s shop?’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘You had a speedy courtship?’

      ‘Yes. We met and married within three months,’ Annie smiled.

      ‘And you set up home in Horsham where your husband then got a job working for another local jeweller,’ said Mr Hounsome, luring her on. His tone was gentle and concerned. Annie began to relax.

      ‘Yes. He was very well respected,’ she said proudly. ‘Henry likes things done just so, and they gave him a promotion almost straight away.’

      ‘In other words, you noticed that he brought home more money.’

      ‘Yes.’

      ‘Did your husband ever bring items from the shop back home?’

      ‘Yes. There wasn’t always time to finish what he was doing so he brought bits and pieces back home. He often worked late into the night.’

      Mr Hounsome showed her a watch and some jewellery. ‘Have you seen these before?’

      ‘Yes. That was one of the watches he was cleaning, and the necklace had a broken clasp. My husband repaired both of them one evening.’

      ‘He brought them home, but did he take them back the next day?’

      ‘Of course.’

      ‘How do you know?’

      Annie chewed her lip thoughtfully. She had presumed the items were in his briefcase when he left in the morning.

      ‘Mrs Royal, how do you know for sure that your husband took the items back to the shop?’

      ‘I trusted him,’ Annie said stoutly. ‘I’m sure that’s what he would have done.’

      ‘But he didn’t, did he? The watch and the necklace are here in the courtroom.’

      Annie frowned.

      ‘They were found in your home. Hidden in your husband’s wardrobe.’

      She began to realise that Henry was charged not only with the theft of the brooch from her father’s shop but with other thefts too.

      ‘Someone had broken into the drawer of the dresser, Mrs Royal.’

      ‘That was me,’ she said quickly.

      ‘You broke into your own dresser?’

      ‘Yes. I was looking for money,’ said Annie. She glanced towards Henry and noted his look of disapproval. ‘I wanted to go and visit my husband in prison and I knew he kept money in the drawer.’

      ‘Why not use the key?’

      ‘My husband had the key.’

      ‘Were you looking for money, or perhaps you thought that with your husband in custody you could help yourself to a watch or a necklace or two?’

      ‘No!’ cried Annie desperately. In the public gallery her mother stood up to leave.

      ‘M’lord,’ Mr Collingwood protested. ‘Mrs Royal isn’t on trial here.’

      ‘It is my client’s contention that she drove him to steal, to satisfy her constant demands for more money.’

      ‘That’s not true!’ Annie cried helplessly. ‘I never did that.’

      ‘Proceed with another line of questioning, Mr Hounsome,’ said the judge.

      Mr Hounsome pressed her on other matters; her negligible social life, the loss of friendships and her lack of contact with her parents; all, he suggested, was the result of Annie wanting to have Henry to herself. She protested heatedly that everything he’d said was so negative and blatantly untrue. Annie could hardly believe her ears and although she tried to keep ahead of what he was saying, the questions came so thick and fast it gave her no time to think. But one thing she understood all too clearly; he was implying that somehow Henry’s plight was her fault.

      When Mr Hounsome finally sat down, Annie had told the truth, but she had a sinking feeling that she had only made matters worse. In his defence, Mr Collingwood had her tell everyone what an excellent husband Henry was and how well he looked after her. She told them of her shock when meeting the first Mrs Royal and how she was convinced that there had been a ghastly mistake – but it was to no avail. She could tell from the stern faces of the jury that she had done little to help Henry and that she had probably sullied her own reputation to boot. She left the witness box with a heavy heart.

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