Mr. Hubert. From the time that you were ordered not to bring the elevator down until after the shooting?
Mr. McKinzie. No, sir; it didn’t happen.
Mr. Hubert. Nobody passed through that door?
Mr. McKinzie. One lady probably came from—I went to five and got a telephone operator and brought her down to one. I told her I couldn’t carry her down to the basement, and she walked down the stairway and she couldn’t get the elevator. She walked down, and I carried her back up to one, but outside of that, those two women that I can recall, two women, but I don’t know the name, but a telephone operator that got the elevator, one of them on the first floor, and one walked from the first—fifth floor down to the first floor, the—down the stairway and I carried her back in the elevator.
Mr. Hubert. Up to the fifth?
Mr. McKinzie. Up to the fifth floor. Outside of that after I got her it was a telephone man came in just as they left—gave me those orders, but they give me orders to carry him to the fifth floor and bring him right back, and he was the last passenger that I carried all the way from the basement to the fifth floor after I got orders to cut the elevator off, to the fifth floor, he went up there and right back.
Mr. Hubert. Did you see anybody open up either the Commerce Street entrance or the Main Street entrance and go out?
Mr. McKinzie. Nobody. I say, the engineerman had a key, and him and a bunch of them stood in the Commerce side at the door.
Mr. Hubert. He opened the door?
Mr. McKinzie. He opened it one time, but now what I can understand—I don’t know, I think they had three policemen at that door, and they wouldn’t let him come out.