Victoria stepped forward rapidly with a fierce look in her dark eyes.
She reached out toward Clara's binder to grab the evidence away quickly.
Clara: Look out!
Clara tried to dodge away from Victoria's reaching fingers near the stairs.
Her high heel caught the edge of a loose stone tile along the floor.
She stumbled backward over the low stone wall into the leafy pine trees.
Clara rolled down the steep muddy slope through dense green bushes.
She landed softly on a bed of dry pine needles and thick grass below.
A sharp gasp escaped her lungs as the wind was knocked out completely.
Victoria: She always was clumsy.
Victoria looked down from the high balcony without a single trace of emotion.
Arthur rushed to the edge of the railing with terror on his face.
Judge Arthur: Clara, do not move until help arrives on the lawn!
Clara lay still on the ground, staring up at the bright blue sky.
Dirt and pine needles covered her light green dress and dark brown hair.
Her shoulder throbbed softly, but no serious bones were broken in the fall.
Clara: She pushed me off the terrace step, Arthur!
Victoria: You slipped on your own shoes because you were nervous, girl.
A uniformed police officer patrol car drove up the gravel driveway quickly.
Officer Miller parked the black cruiser right beside the manicured front lawn.
He opened his car door and ran toward Clara on the grass immediately.
Officer Miller: Stay right there, ma'am, I am trained in basic first aid.
The officer knelt beside Clara to check her pulse and soft breathing.
Judge Arthur: I am a federal judge! Step away from her!
Arthur shouted down from the high balcony with an angry red face.
He pointed his finger directly at the officer on the green grass below.
Officer Miller: Sir, I am assessing a potential injury scene right now!
Judge Arthur: Step away from her until I get down those stairs!
Arthur turned away from his mother with pure rage in his eyes.
He hurried toward the grand indoor staircase as fast as he could.
Victoria remained standing near the stone railing with her arms crossed tight.
She watched the police officer help Clara sit up on the dry grass.
Clara: She hit my arm to steal the court papers, officer!