The Luminaries

some weeks. I wanted to speak with her alone, without Mrs. Carver’s knowledge, and there were few opportunities to do so, given that the two women were living together, and very rarely spent any length of time apart.’
    ‘Why did you want your conversation with Miss Wetherell to happen without Mrs. Carver’s knowledge?’
    ‘At the time I believed Mrs. Carver to be the rightful inheritor of the fortune discovered in Mr. Wells’s cottage,’ Devlin said. ‘I did not want to drive a wedge between her and Miss Wetherell, on account of a document that, for all I knew, might have been somebody’s idea of a joke. On the morning of the twentieth of March, as you may remember, Mrs. Carver was summoned to the courthourse. I read of the summons in the morning paper, and made for the Wayfarer’s Fortune at once.’
    Moody nodded. ‘Had the deed remained in your Bible, in the meantime?’
    ‘Yes,’ said Devlin.
    ‘Were there any subsequent occasions, following Governor Shepard’s initial discovery of the deed of gift, where Governor Shepard was alone with your Bible?’
    ‘A great many,’ said Devlin. ‘I take it with me to the Police Camp every morning, and I often leave it in the gaol-house office while completing other tasks.’
    Moody paused a moment, to let this implication settle. Then he said, changing the subject, ‘How long have you known Miss Wetherell, Reverend?’
    ‘I had not met her personally before the afternoon of the twentieth of March, when I called on her at the Wayfarer’s Fortune. Since that day, however, she has been in my custody at the Police Camp gaol-house, and I have seen her every day.’
    ‘Have you had opportunity, over this period, to observe her and converse with her?’
    ‘Ample opportunity.’
    ‘Can you describe the general impression you have formed of her character?’
    ‘My impression is favourable,’ said Devlin. ‘Of course she has been exploited, and of course her past is chequered, but it takes a great deal of courage to reform one’s character, and I am gratified by the efforts she has made. She has thrown off her dependency, for a start; and she is determined never to sell her body again. For those things, I commend her.’
    ‘What is your opinion of her mental state?’
    ‘Oh, she is perfectly sane,’ said Devlin, blinking. ‘I have no doubt about that.’
    ‘Thank you, Reverend,’ Moody said, and then, to the justice, ‘Thank you, sir.’
    Next came the expert testimonies from Dr. Gillies; a Dr. Sanders, called down from Kumara to deliver a second medical opinion upon Anna’s mental state; and a Mr. Walsham, police inspector from the Greymouth Police.
    The plaintiff, George Shepard, was the last to be called.
    As Moody had expected, Shepard dwelled long upon Anna Wetherell’s poor character, citing her opium dependency, her unsavoury profession, and her former suicide attempt as proof of her ignominy. He detailed the ways in which her behaviour had wasted police resources and offended the standards of moral decency, and recommended strongly that she be committed to the newly built asylum at Seaview. But Moody had planned his defence well: following the revelation about Ah Sook, and Devlin’s testimony , Shepard’s admonitions came off as rancorous, even petty. Moody congratulated himself, silently, for raising the issue of Anna’s lunacy before the plaintiff had a chance.
    When at last Broham sat down, the justice peered down at the barristers’ bench, and said, ‘Your witness, Mr. Moody.’
    ‘Thank you, sir,’ said Moody. He turned to the gaoler. ‘Governor Shepard. To your eye, is the signature of Emery Staines upon this deed of gift a demonstrable forgery?’
    Shepard lifted his chin. ‘I’d call it a near enough replica.’
    ‘Pardon me, sir—why “near enough”?’
    Shepard looked annoyed. ‘It is a good replica,’ he amended.
    ‘Might one call it an
exact
replica of Mr. Staines’s signature?’
    ‘That’s for the experts to say,’ said Shepard, shrugging. ‘I am not an expert in specialised fraud.’
    ‘Governor Shepard,’ said Moody. ‘Have you been able to detect any difference whatsoever between this signature and other documents signed by Mr. Staines, of which the Reserve Bank has an extensive and verifiable supply?’
    ‘No, I have not,’ said Shepard.
    ‘Upon what evidence do you base your claim that the signature is, in fact, a forgery?’
    ‘I had seen the deed in question in February, and at that