Mr. Hubert. And that’s all you did tell them?
Mr. Litchfield. Yes, sir; that’s the statement I signed.
Now, the big heavy-set fellow that I met, I shook hands with, made an impression on me. I was as close to him as I am to you now, or closer. I shook hands with him, and I saw him more than for a fleeting moment.
Mr. Hubert. I want to show you a picture and ask you if you can see any resemblance between the picture I am going to show you and the man you thought might be Oswald—this picture I am going to show you, the man is dressed up, but if you can use your imagination to see if there is any resemblance?
Mr. Litchfield. To see if there is any resemblance?
Mr. Hubert. To see if there is any resemblance in the face, at least, and the hair, and so forth?
Mr. Litchfield. No; Oswald’s hair isn’t that thick in the center.
Mr. Hubert. I’m not talking about Oswald, I’m talking about the man you saw at the club you thought might be Oswald.
Mr. Litchfield. No, sir; there is no resemblance.
Mr. Hubert. There is no resemblance?