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"You mean a glass, sir? I didn’t see no one."
"No, I meant rather more like a message, something to account for her shock and, from what you describe, even terror."
"No sir, no one came that close to her. And I don’t think she had a glass."
"You are not certain about the glass, but you are sure no one spoke to her or passed her anything?"
"Yes, I am."
"Have you any idea what caused her to run away?"
Tobias rose.
"No," the judge said to him bluntly. "Miss Pembroke is an observant girl. She may very well know what happened. It has been my experience that servants frequently know a good deal more than some of us would believe, or wish to believe." He turned to the witness stand. "Do you know what caused Mrs. Gardiner’s flight, Miss Pembroke? If you do, this is the appropriate time and place to say so, whether it was a confidence or not."
"No sir, I don’t know, an’ that’s the truth. But I never seen anyone look as dreadful as she did that day. She looked like she’d seen the living dead, she did."
"Do you know where Treadwell was during the party?" Rathbone asked.
"In the stables, sir, same as always."
"So Mrs. Gardiner went to him—he did not come to her?"
"Must be."
"Thank you. That is all I have to ask you."
"But not all I have!" Tobias cut in quickly, striding forward from his table. "You were on the lawn mixing with the guests in your capacity as parlormaid, were you not?"
"Yes sir. I were carrying a tray of lemonade. Parkin had the champagne."
"Is it easy to carry a tray loaded with glasses?"
"It’s all right, when you’re used to it. Gets heavy."
"And you offered them to those guests whose glasses were empty?"
"Yes sir."
"So you were not watching Mrs. Gardiner all the time?"
"No sir."
"Naturally. Could she have received some message, either in words or on paper, that you were unaware of?"
"I suppose she could."
"Is it possible, Miss Pembroke, that this was the best time for her to catch Treadwell alone, and with no duties or responsibilities which would prevent him from driving her from Cleveland Square? Is it possible, Miss Pembroke, that she knew the working of the household sufficiently well that she was aware she would find Treadwell in the mews, with the carriage available, and had planned in advance to meet him there and drive to a lonely place where she imagined they could do as they pleased together, unobserved, and where she intended—with the help of her foster mother—to get rid, once and for all, of the man who was blackmailing them both?"
Rathbone shot to his feet, but the protest died on his lips.
Tobias shrugged. "I only ask if it’s possible," he said reasonably. "Miss Pembroke is an observant young woman. She may know."
"I don’t!" she protested. "I don’t know what happened, I swear!"
"Your loquacity seems to have ended in confusion," the judge said acidly to Tobias. He turned to the jury. "You will note that the question has gone unanswered, and draw your own conclusions. Sir Oliver, have you anything to add?"
Oliver had not.
