Mrs. Hunter. He just asked for the gunsmith and she told him the gunsmith had moved down the street and she went out in front and pointed down to where to go and told him where to go and showed him where it was at. I didn't go out the door. I was just sitting in a platform rocker and he thanked her and he just went back to the car.
Mr. Liebeler. And after he went back to the car, then, they all came back again and went in the store?
Mrs. Hunter. He came back in and then her and the children got out and followed him in.
Mr. Liebeler. Do you know whether Mrs. Whitworth told him where the gunshop that used to be in the furniture store had moved or did she direct him to another gunshop?
Mrs. Hunter. No; she told him that this man had gone and she thought he was down in those sport shops or some kind of a shop down the street, or that there was one down there.
Mr. Liebeler. Are you familiar with where it is?
Mrs. Hunter. She was over at the front and I was back here, but I heard the conversation, you know, what he was asking for and all that.
Mr. Liebeler. Do you remember whether he had anything in his hands when he came in?
Mrs. Hunter. It seems to me like—I'm not positive—that he had something and it come to me that it was wrapped in brown paper. Now, I'm not positive about that, but it was just something like you handle—he didn't have it up in his arms—he just had it in his hands.
Mr. Liebeler. Do you have any idea how long the package was, or do you remember that clearly?