Mr. Griffin. Look, you don’t even have to go into this, as far as I am concerned, because all I want to find out about is what you did on Saturday night and Sunday, and I only mentioned Mr. Meyers’ name, not to suggest he was a racketeer or anything like that.
Mrs. Grant. I would like to know who he was.
Mr. Griffin. Well, I have told you.
Mrs. Grant. I appreciate it, and I want to thank you, because someone else asked me.
Mr. Griffin. We will give Mr. Burleson his address. In fact, I think Mr. Burleson already has his address.
Mrs. Grant. How come you don’t ask Harry Rosenthal why he goes to Las Vegas every weekend? I want to know why you don’t ask him.
Mr. Griffin. Let’s stay on the track.
Mrs. Grant. If he came to visit me, would it make me a gambler? I wish I had money to gamble. I like to go to the racetracks.
Mr. Burleson. No; you don’t, either.
Mr. Griffin. Mrs. Grant, when Jack left your apartment on Saturday night, did he say where he was going?