Mr. Hubert. What was this projection?
Mrs. Cabell. I cannot tell you. It was rather long looking, the projection.
Mr. Hubert. What did it seem like? An arm of an individual, or something mechanical?
Mrs. Cabell. I did not know, because I did not see a hand or a head or a human form behind it. It was in just a fleeting second that I jerked my head up and I saw something in that window, and I turned around to say to Earle, Earle, it is a shot, and before I got the words out, just as I got the words out, he said, "Oh, no; it must have been a——" the second two shots rang out. After that, there is a certain amount of confusion in my mind. I was acutely aware of the odor of gunpowder. I was aware that the motorcade stopped dead still. There was no question about that.
Mr. Hubert. Let me ask you, after the first shot and your observation of this object in that window as you have described it, you turned your attention from that window?
Mrs. Cabell. That is right.
Mr. Hubert. So that you were not looking in the direction of that window when the second and third shots were fired?
Mrs. Cabell. No.
Mr. Hubert. Did you look in that direction thereafter?
Mrs. Cabell. If I did, I don't recall. I am completely aware of the people running up that hill. I saw the man throw the child on the ground and throw himself. I saw a woman in a bright green dress throw herself on the ground. I saw the policeman running up the grassy slope.