Mr. Ball. Did you see a fellow by the name of Frankie Kaiser?
Mr. Pinkston. Yes, sir.
Mr. Pinkston. Yes, sir.
Mr. Ball. What did they tell you when you came down there?
Mr. Pinkston. To the best of my recollection I was there waiting to see Mr. Truly. He was somewhere else in the building, and I was waiting for him on the occasion in question. Frankie Kaiser came down the stairs and said that he had found something on the sixth floor. I didn't—I then accompanied him back to the sixth floor where he pointed out on the floor near the entrance to the stair well, a clipboard with some orders on it, and—pardon me a second, do you want me to testify to what Kaiser told me, which is hearsay——
Mr. Ball. That is all right, but Kaiser told you that when you were downstairs, that something—didn't he? When he was—did Kaiser come downstairs?
Mr. Pinkston. Yes; Kaiser came downstairs and took me back upstairs with him and pointed out the clipboard which he had left on the floor.
Mr. Ball. Did he say he had left it there?
Mr. Pinkston. He had seen it there and did not bother it.