I said, "Well, I don't have it."
So, he left Saturday morning and, in the meantime. I think his wife was going to have a baby——
Mr. Ball. How did you know that?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Well, I found—I read it in the papers.
Mr. Ball. Did he ever tell you?
Mrs. Bledsoe. No, no; he didn't ever tell me. Didn't tell me anything.
Mr. Ball. You told him you weren't going to rent to him any more on that Saturday morning about 10 o'clock. At that time did he have his bag? Was he carrying a bag?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Yes; going out with it again. Going out to Irving.
Mr. Ball. How did you know?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Well, said he was.