Mrs. Bates. About—from the pile. I don't know how much more there was, really, because they were all sizes—the paper was.
Mr. Jenner. And, also, he didn't permit you to look at the balance?
Mrs. Bates. No; I just saw the envelope. I typed 10 full single-spaced pages.
Mr. Jenner. That was letter size?
Mrs. Bates. Letter size. Uh-huh. And that's a lot of words.
Mr. Jenner. Yes; that's right.
Mrs. Bates. I wish I could remember more about them but—uh—I think my legal training came forth there—you forget things deliberately when you're not suppose to remember things.
Mr. Jenner. Yes.
Mrs. Bates. All I remember is the terrible living conditions in Russia and the terrible working conditions.
They are both the same, Mr. Jenner [referring to two copies of the Fort Worth Press, which Mr. Jenner was perusing].