Mrs. Markham. Just stepped back twice. Mr. Tippit, of course, the policeman—I didn't know it was Mr. Tippit——
Mr. Dulles. Yes.
Mrs. Markham. He calmly opened the door. He calmly crawled out like he wasn't angry.
Mr. Dulles. Did he have a weapon in his hands?
Mrs. Markham. I didn't see one.
Mr. Dulles. And what happened?
Mrs. Markham. He was just calmly walking to the front of the car and when he got even with the wheel on the driver's side, front, you know, that man shot him.
Mr. Dulles. Did you see him draw his revolver?
Mrs. Markham. He shot him like this.
Mr. Dulles. I see.