Mr. Craig. Not more than 2 seconds. It was—they were real rapid.
Mr. Belin. All right.
Then what did you do?
Mr. Craig. I continued running across Houston Street, across the parkway, across Elm Street and, by this time, the motorcade had went on down Elm Street and I ran up to the railroad yard and—uh—started to look around when the people began to all travel over that way. So, I began moving people back out of the railroad yard.
Mr. Belin. Where did the noises or shots sound to you like they came from?
Mr. Craig. It was hard to tell because—uh—they had an echo, you know. There was actually two explosions with each one. There was the—uh—the shot and then the echo from it. So, it was hard to tell.
Mr. Belin. Did people tell you, as you ran over there, where they thought the shots came from?
Mr. Craig. No; as I reached the railroad yard, I talked to a girl getting her car that—uh—thought they came from the park area on the north side of Elm Street.
Mr. Belin. Did she say why she thought they came from there?
Mr. Craig. No; she was standing there and it sounded real loud at that particular point——