Mr. Ruby. No; it was one of submission. He wouldn’t go any places as I stated. He didn’t want to wash or clean himself up and I had to more or less force him to get in the shower and things of that sort.
Mr. Griffin. What about the things he said, though. Were these—you used the term “disgust”—did he speak in the manner of someone who was disgusted would speak?
Mr. Ruby. Well, he didn’t even have much to say, if I recall. He didn’t even have much to say. He tried to keep to himself.
Mr. Griffin. Where did he live at that time?
Mr. Ruby. I mean in my presence. In other words, he would go in another room or sit in a chair and just sit there without making—just thinking to himself about whatever was going through his mind. He was listless.
Mr. Griffin. Were you married at that time?
Mr. Ruby. Yes, I was married.
Mr. Griffin. Did Jack come and live with you?
Mr. Ruby. No, no.
Mr. Griffin. Where did he live at the time?