Best Kept Secret

be struck from the record.’
    ‘But, m’lud,’ intervened Mr Todd, ‘the fact that Lady Barrington left her Siamese cat, Cleopatra, to Lady Virginia rather suggests—’
    ‘You have made your point, Mr Todd,’ said the judge. ‘Sir Cuthbert, do you have any questions for this witness?’
    ‘Only one, m’lud.’ Looking directly at Harry, Sir Cuthbert asked, ‘Were you a beneficiary of the earlier will?’
    ‘No, sir, I was not.’
    ‘I have no more questions for Mr Clifton, m’lud. But I would beg the court’s indulgence and ask that before you decide whether or not the letter should be opened, I might be
allowed to call one witness.’
    ‘Who do you have in mind, Sir Cuthbert?’ enquired the judge.
    ‘The person who stands to lose the most should your judgment go against him, namely Sir Giles Barrington.’
    ‘I have no objection, assuming Mr Todd is in agreement.’
    ‘I welcome it,’ said Todd, aware that nothing would be gained by objecting.
    Giles made his way slowly to the witness box, and delivered the oath as if he was addressing the House of Commons. Sir Cuthbert greeted him with a warm smile.
    ‘For the record, will you please state your name and occupation?’
    ‘Sir Giles Barrington, Member of Parliament for Bristol Docklands.’
    ‘And when did you last see your mother?’ asked Sir Cuthbert.
    The judge smiled.
    ‘I visited her on the morning of the day she died.’
    ‘Did she make any mention of the fact that she had changed her will?’
    ‘None whatsoever.’
    ‘So when you left her, you were under the impression that there was only one will, the one you had discussed with her in great detail over a year before?’
    ‘Frankly, Sir Cuthbert, my mother’s will was the last thing on my mind at that particular moment.’
    ‘Quite so. But I do need to ask in what state of health you found your mother that morning.’
    ‘She was very weak. Barely a word passed between us during the hour I spent with her.’
    ‘So it must have come as a surprise to learn that shortly after you had left, she put her signature to a complex document some thirty-six pages in length.’
    ‘I found it inconceivable,’ said Giles, ‘and still do.’
    ‘Did you love your mother, Sir Giles?’
    ‘I adored her. She was the family’s rock. I only wish she was still with us, so this whole sorry business need never have arisen.’
    ‘Thank you, Sir Giles. Please stay there, as Mr Todd may wish to question you.’
    ‘I fear I might have to take the odd risk,’ Todd whispered to Siddons before he stood to address the witness. ‘Sir Giles, let me start by asking if you have any objection to
his lordship opening the envelope that is addressed to him?’
    ‘Of course he does!’ said Virginia.
    ‘I have no objection to the letter being opened,’ said Giles, ignoring his wife. ‘If it was written on the day of my mother’s death, it will surely show that she was
incapable of signing a document as important as a will. And if it was written before July the twenty-sixth, it is unlikely to be of any significance.’
    ‘Does that mean that you accept Mr Clifton’s account of what took place after you’d seen your mother for the last time?’
    ‘No, it most certainly does not,’ said Virginia.
    ‘Madam, you will desist from these interjections,’ said the judge, glaring down at her. ‘If you offer any further opinions, other than from the witness box, I shall have no
choice but to have you removed from the court. Do I make myself clear?’
    Virginia bowed her head, which Mr Justice Cameron considered was about as much as he was going to get from that particular lady.
    ‘Mr Todd, you may repeat your question.’
    ‘There’s no need for that, m’lud,’ said Giles. ‘If Harry says my mother handed him the letter that night, then that’s what happened.’
    ‘Thank you, Sir Giles. I have no further questions.’
    The judge asked both counsel to rise. ‘Following Sir Giles Barrington’s evidence, if there are no objections, it is my intention to open the envelope.’
    Both counsel nodded, aware that if they did object, it would only leave grounds for an appeal. In any case, neither believed there was a judge in the land who wouldn’t dismiss any
objection to the envelope being opened.
    Mr Justice Cameron held up the envelope so that everyone in court could see it clearly. He slit it open and pulled out a single sheet of paper which he placed on the desk in front of him. He
read it