Miss Murret. It was exasperating.
Mr. Liebeler. Did she understand any English?
Miss Murret. I think she understood more than she could speak, but still there is a lot she doesn't understand.
Mr. Liebeler. Did you have the feeling that she was not very proficient in the English language?
Miss Murret. Yes.
Mr. Liebeler. Were you able to communicate anything in any way with her at all in English?
Miss Murret. Just petty things, you know, like if she would eat something, how to make that, and "no like," or through mannerisms and small words to say a few things. She also commented, you know, when they would eat over there a few times—on the food, but other than that, she——
Mr. Liebeler. Did you form any impression of Mrs. Paine?
Miss Murret. Mrs. Paine? I don't know—my mother had said that Lee had been invited to this professor's house, or something, to show slides, a professor out at Tulane, a professor of languages.
Mr. Liebeler. What is his name? Is it Riseman?