Mrs. Bledsoe. No. I said, "Good luck." You know, I thought to myself, "That's good riddance," and I looked in his room and it was all right, and nothing was disturbed.
Mr. Ball. Had he cleaned it up?
Mrs. Bledsoe. No; it was dirty.
Mr. Ball. Did he leave anything around the room?
Mrs. Bledsoe. No; somehow I saw a map. I believe he left that map.
Mr. Ball. What map?
Mrs. Bledsoe. A map of Dallas where he could get around to get some places, jobs.
Mr. Ball. What did you do with that map?
Mrs. Bledsoe. Throwed it in the garbage.
Mr. Ball. Threw it away?