Mr. Hubert. You were there alone that night?
Mr. Crafard. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. You just watched television until you went to bed?
Mr. Crafard. I watched television for quite a while. I watched television most of the afternoon. It seemed like the more I watched it, the worse it made me feel, in a way, so I just quit watching it. I had a couple of books there and I read most of the afternoon and the evening.
Mr. Hubert. What time did you go to bed?
Mr. Crafard. I must have went to bed probably about 9 or 9:30, something like that.
Mr. Hubert. And there were no phone calls?
Mr. Crafard. Not that I can recall. I believe there was—about midnight I believe it was, there was a call. I don’t even know why this girl called. I don’t even know why she called. I talked to her for a few minutes and then I took the phone out of the office. It had a big long cord on it and I carried it in by my bed. I stretched out on the bed and we talked for quite a long time.
Mr. Hubert. Who was the girl?
Mr. Crafard. I don’t even remember her name. I had never met her before or ever heard from her again.