Mr. Ball. When was that?
Mrs. Roberts. He came in the house.
Mr. Ball. When he came in the house?
Mrs. Roberts. When he came in the house and went to his room, you know how the sidewalk runs?
Mr. Ball. Yes.
Mrs. Roberts. Right direct in front of that door—there was a police car stopped and honked. I had worked for some policemen and sometimes they come by and tell me something that maybe their wives would want me to know, and I thought it was them, and I just glanced out and saw the number, and I said, "Oh, that's not their car," for I knew their car.
Mr. Ball. You mean, it was not the car of the policemen you knew?
Mrs. Roberts. It wasn't the police car I knew, because their number was 170 and it wasn't 170 and I ignored it.
Mr. Ball. And who was in the car?
Mrs. Roberts. I don't know—I didn't pay any attention to it after I noticed it wasn't them—I didn't.