Mr. Ball. They did what?
Mr. Shelley. They got the bones.
Mr. Ball. Where were they?
Mr. Shelley. They were on the third—yeah, it would be the third window from the southeast corner.
Mr. Ball. And were they in a sack?
Mr. Shelley. Laying on a sack.
Mr. Ball. Laying on a sack.
Mr. Shelley. Yes, sir; with a coke bottle sitting in the window.
Mr. Ball. Did you see any other chicken bones anyplace around there?
Mr. Shelley. No, sir; that's all.