Mrs. Grant. I talked to him, because Jack was talking to me, and I was relating it on the phone, but I did not call anyone to tell them where to put the envelope. That I do remember. If I did, I don’t remember, and I don’t want to be quoted that I do remember. And I am not trying to get out of it. I know we put—there was supposed to be left $10 one of those nights.
Mr. Griffin. But you have no recollection of talking with Branch any time over that weekend?
Mrs. Grant. I don’t have. I know I had talked to him in the last month at that time.
Mr. Griffin. Mrs. Grant, how long did Jack stay at your house? When did he leave your house on Saturday night?
Mrs. Grant. 8 o’clock, or 10 to 8, or 10 after 8.
Mr. Griffin. Could it have been as late as 11 o’clock?
Mrs. Grant. Oh, no; no. I tell you what happened. May I?
Mr. Griffin. Yes.
Mrs. Grant. He came over, and he was excited and goofy. Said he had been to the post office, connected with the Morning News. He said the box is full of mail. He said it some commie. He takes out three pictures. It is postalcard pictures, and in the left-hand corner there was a picture of Earl Warren.
He told me he had a fight at the bar, and I know the man Solomon at the Turf Bar or Surf. It is on Commerce Street. And he said he nearly took a swing at a guy. And I want you to know, I do not know this person. I don’t think I ever talked to him yet. If I have, I don’t remember. It seems to me our accountant was in there, Abe Kleinman. He said there is a little weasel or creep was in there, and he said, “I am leaving Dallas. This is a hell of a place. We got a black mark here.” And that is when Jack picked up his hand, and said, “I will take a whack at you.” He picked up his hand and said something to the effect, “I ought to take a whack at you for things like that. You made all your money here and now you are running out. There is nothing wrong. This is the best city in all this business.” And he said he called Gordon. Oh, he called Gordon McLendon. I don’t know what went on. Of course, I didn’t give a damn, and I went to take a shower.