“And which way did the prisoner take after leaving you?”
“He crossed over the ford, and went towards Canvas Town.”
“Thank you.” Then the counsel for the Crown turned to the Judge. “I have finished with the witness, Your Honour,” he said.
“But I have not finished,” cried Amiria, lifting her voice so that it rang through the Court. “There were others on the road that day.”
“Ah!” said the Judge. “I understand you desire to make a statement?”
“I desire to say that at the ford were four horrible-looking men.”
The Crown Prosecutor laughed. “Yes, yes,” he said. “You would tell the Court that there were others on the road besides yourself and the prisoner. What were the names of the men to whom you refer?”
“I don’t know. How should I know their names?”
Again the Crown Prosecutor laughed. But Scarlett’s counsel was on his feet in a moment.
“Would you recognise them, if you saw them again?” he asked.