Mrs. Pitts. That is it. He—206. Senator was right next door.
Mr. Hubert. Next door, or across?
Mrs. Pitts. No; right against Mr. Ruby’s, and, Senator—and Mr. George Senator was right at—you’re right, 207. I keep saying 205, but it was 207.
Mr. Hubert. 207?
Mrs. Pitts. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. Do you know whether or not Mr. Senator and Mr. Ruby were sharing apartment 207 on November 24, or sometime before that?
Mrs. Pitts. Well, I hadn’t been there in—and seen him. I hadn’t, but when I had went there and cleaned—started to clean his apartment where Mr. George used to live, and he had moved out, but when—where did he move then, I don’t know.
Mr. Hubert. So, any Sunday you ever went to Mr. Ruby’s apartment, you don’t know whether Mr. Senator was sharing that apartment or not?
Mrs. Pitts. No; he would come over there when he lived right there next to him, but, see, when he moved, well, then, I hadn’t been there in a long time, so, then, I had seven vacant apartments to do just before this all happened, so, then I——
Mr. Hubert. Did Mr. Ruby have a two-bedroom apartment?