Mr. Specter. You mean the policeman?
Mrs. Hill. Yes; and I don't think he ever did see me. I just looked at him and dodged then because I thought his wheel was going to hit me, and I don't think he ever did see me, and I ran across through there and started up the hill. When I looked down on the ground, I mean, as I was running up the hill to catch that man, I looked down and saw some red stuff and I thought, "Oh, they got him, he's bleeding," and this is embarrassing, but it turned out to be Koolade or some sort of red drink.
Mr. Specter. You thought they had gotten the man who was running away?
Mrs. Hill. Yes.
Mr. Specter. You thought that perhaps the second burst of shots you heard were being directed toward him by the Secret Service?
Mrs. Hill. I just thought, "Oh, goodness, the Secret Service is shooting back."
Mr. Specter. Can you describe what that man looked like?
Mrs. Hill. He wasn't——
Mr. Specter. How tall was he?
Mrs. Hill. He wasn't very tall.