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Part 3 The Defendant

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I actually wrote this piece as a part of an HSC Major Work for Extension 2 English (A Year 12 course in Australia) and am looking forward to getting feedback on it as although it was marked as a part of my HSC - I (like everyone else) never got feedback for it. So I really want to know if you, my readers, like it or not.

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Part III The Defendant

Judge Governgress slams his gavel upon the table in an act to control the screeching gallery. As it slams down on the wooden bench, a few of the fainting women lying in the Jury box sit upright abruptly as if they had been rudely awakened.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

Your ears ring with the reverberating sound moving throughout the room. The chatter and squabble coming from the frills and cravats around you send your head spinning as women scattered in the crowd still shriek at the jar of fungus squatting on the faded purple cloth.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

“ORDER!” cries the Judge. However it is not the Judge who commands the room but the slim figure now moving towards the evidence table. Mary Poppins, standing as straight as a pin with her faithful umbrella in hand, glares at the squabbling people around the Courtroom and clears her throat with an ahem! and a sniff. Suddenly she erupts with a booming voice that echoes across the courtroom;

“WILL YOU BE QUIET?”

The floorboards continue to shudder under your feet as the hollow echo bounces off the wooden corners of the roof and cause the cherubs’ heads to wiggle from side to side. A hush sweeps across the room as everyone turns to look at the imposing figure striding up to the Bench. Walking with determination, she picks up her carpet bag and quickly reaches the purple clothed table. With one quick sweep you watch as she pushes all the jars, including exhibit D with the poisonous fungus into her bag before promptly putting it back under the Defendant’s desk.  Even the Judge is poised with his gavel in mid-swing, eyes wide with shock staring at Mary’s back.

You see him place his gavel gingerly upon the table and nervously shuffle his papers. He gestures to the empty witness box and announces to the Jury “the Defendant must return the evidence to the Court and then step forward to present her case.”

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London Court File 256PLT

21st June 1911

Subsection C - Part A

Case: Banks Children Abduction and Suspected Murder

Presiding Court Official: Judge Governgress

Mary Poppins:       Well, are we to get on with it or not?

Governgress:        Miss Poppins, I will be the only one answering – I mean asking the questions. Please scratch that mistake from the Minutes Miss Walkings...