Mr. Hubert. When you told him that you thought you had seen Ruby earlier when he was carrying in laundry, he told you that he thought he had seen him dressed up a little later?
Mr. Evans. Uh-huh, that was after Oswald was shot, and they was out there taking pictures.
Mr. Hubert. Did you ever advise the FBI agent that you had seen Ruby around the apartment, although you did not know him personally?
Mr. Evans. No, sir; I never did. The only time I saw him was that one time.
Mr. Hubert. If it was Ruby? Right?
Mr. Evans. Right. There was a landlady there, after that was all over there, she told us that—well, in fact, these two guys that I room with had rented the apartment, and I was out of town, and called me long distance and wanted to know if I wanted to share it with them, because it was pretty expensive for two men, and no more than we stayed there—I said, well, I had to stay somewhere, and had to have a phone so that the company could call me. Something that you—that they require is that you have to have a telephone.
Mr. Hubert. What about the landlady?
Mr. Evans. She said during the summer months he would climb up on the roof and sunbath up there.
Mr. Hubert. Who? Ruby?
Mr. Evans. Ruby, whatever——