Mr. Truly. It was during the lunch period or right at the end of the lunch period on November 20. Mr. Caster came in the door from the first floor and spoke to me and showed me two rifles that he had just purchased. I looked at these and picked up the larger one of the two and examined it and handed it back to Mr. Caster, with the remark that it was really a handsome rifle or words to that effect, at which time Mr. Caster explained to me that he had bought himself a rifle to go deer hunting with, and he hadn't had one and he had been intending to buy one for a long time, and that he had also bought a .22 rifle for his boy.
Mr. Ball. Did you handle the .22 rifle?
Mr. Truly. Not that I recall.
Mr. Ball. You did see it, though?
Mr. Truly. I did see it.
Mr. Ball. Was it out of the carton?
Mr. Truly. The carton was open, I believe, and I saw it. I don't recall picking it up or taking it out of the carton, but I could see it lying in the bottom part of the carton.
Mr. Ball. And you did take the large rifle out?
Mr. Truly. And raised it to my shoulder and go through the motion of sighting it, but not cocking it—just looking at it.
Mr. Ball. Who else was there besides you and Mr. Caster?