Mr. Hubert. I mean from the time he came in until he left.
Mrs. Rich. He came in. To everyone else except my husband and I he said, “Hi.” He and the colonel rushed into—I forget whether it was the kitchen or the bedroom. They were in there about 10 minutes. I heard some rather loud undistinguishable words. They closed the door. When they came out everybody looked relieved. And Ruby just walked out.
Mr. Hubert. And said nothing to you?
Mrs. Rich. No.
Mr. Hubert. You say the money was forthcoming?
Mrs. Rich. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. Did you get it?
Mrs. Rich. No; we didn’t. First they had to pay for this pugnacious-looking fellow and one of the Latins who were going down to Mexico to make arrangements and pay for the guns. All of a sudden just before Ruby come in they couldn’t go, and right after Ruby left they were on the plane the next morning, so to speak.
Mr. Hubert. You did not see Jack Ruby hand any money to anybody?
Mrs. Rich. No; I did not.