Mr. Hubert. Was he dark complected?
Mr. Mayo. He was dark complected.
Mr. Hubert. How old a man?
Mr. Mayo. I would guess in the forties, just by looking at him, and I have wondered since about his interest in it. Maybe just somebody that was inquisitive and wanted to see what was going on.
Mr. Hubert. Could be. On the other hand we want to get all the facts, and that is a fact. What about the other man? Did you see him?
Mr. Mayo. I didn't pay much attention to him, because he was on the other side and I was dealing with the driver. It was a one-way street, and I was dealing with the driver over here and I didn't pay too much attention to the other man. I couldn't even describe him.
Mr. Hubert. How close do you suppose you were to this man each time he drove up?
Mr. Mayo. Oh, I'd say 4 to 6 feet. See, my duty was to stand on the sidewalk and keep the overflow of people—we had about 200 people, and if I moved out, somebody on the sidewalk could go in behind me, and I didn't get too far from the entrance of the——
Mr. Hubert. I'm going to show you a set of pictures and ask if that man there—look at them all first before you answer—bears any resemblance at all to the man you saw?
Mr. Mayo. No, sir.