Mr. Hubert. All right, that, you think, was about what time?
Mr. Paul. About 6 o’clock in the evening.
Mr. Hubert. And that conversation was just a matter of a few minutes, too?
Mr. Paul. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. When did you hear from him next?
Mr. Paul. I don’t know whether it was that night again, after he got out of synagogue—I can’t recall. But, he didn’t call me again—I know—until Saturday night, or until Saturday afternoon, and he said, “Did you see my ad in the paper?” I says, “What paper?” Well, Saturday is a pretty bad paper, and I said, “What paper?” He says, “In the Times Herald and the News.” I said, “What did you put?” He said, “That I’m closing down for 3 days.” I said, “That’s what you said to me yesterday.” He said, “But, it’s in the paper.” I said, “All right, I believe you.”
Mr. Hubert. You think that was Saturday afternoon?
Mr. Paul. Yes.
Mr. Hubert. You had not spoken to him or seen him since the night before?
Mr. Paul. No—I didn’t see him—no; when I saw him was Thursday night.