Mrs. Johnson. Occasionally, if there was no one in the kitchen, he would sit in the kitchen, but if there was anyone in there, he would take it in his room and every bit of that was put in the trash can. He never kept anything cluttered, never kept anything outside, no papers, books, or nothing.
Mr. Ball. Did you see him eat anything but lunch meat?
Mrs. Johnson. I never did, just lunch meat, all he ever put in there and preserves, I think he had some preserves and milk; but he put about a half gallon of sweet milk in that box each day.
Mr. Ball. Did you ever see him eating his evening meal?
Mrs. Johnson. Well, I don't think I had seen him but I have seen him come in and get the lunch meat and carry it into his room.
Mr. Ball. Did he go out nights, any?
Mrs. Johnson. I just really never did see that man leave that room.
Mr. Ball. After he came back from work?
Mrs. Johnson. Yes; he stayed very closely but he did tell me he would be leaving to go home over weekends—no; he didn't say "home," he said, "I will leave to go to Irving over weekends and won't return until Monday."
Mr. Ball. Was he gone almost every weekend?