Mr. Ball. The direction?
Mr. Piper. No, sir; I couldn't.
Mr. Ball. Did you look out the window later?
Mr. Piper. No more—no, sir; I didn't go back to any window.
Mr. Ball. You mentioned you saw Truly?
Mr. Piper. I don't know whether it was a policeman or FBI or who it was, but another fellow was with him.
Mr. Ball. And where were you?
Mr. Piper. Standing right there where they make coffee.
Mr. Ball. What did they do?
Mr. Piper. He ran in and yelled, "Where is the elevator?" And I said, "I don't know, sir, Mr. Truly."