Mrs. Grant. Yes.
Mr. Griffin. Where was he going?
Mrs. Grant. When I first told the story, I had forgotten about his saying he was going to the club, something to talk to Andy, or to go to the garage about the money again. It had to do with leaving money again.
Mr. Griffin. Let’s——
Mrs. Grant. But this is what he had in mind.
Mr. Griffin. Let’s get back on this, now.
Mrs. Grant. He didn’t eat at my house this Saturday. In fact, he spent so much time, all he drank was juice.
Mr. Griffin. How did this money thing that he had to take care of downtown, how did that come up?
Mrs. Grant. Well, you see, you have confused me. I don’t know if that was Leonard Wood’s deal or anybody else, but it seems to me in the back of my mind there was someone else that needed money, and I don’t know who to put the finger on that asked, because with all the help, and it was something to do with his club. At least that is what it seems to me. In one of those conversations, either Friday or Saturday, he said, “You stay there until 9 o’clock.” On Saturday night, it could not have been Larry, because when Jack came in the afternoon, he told me, “Guess what, Larry left me a note and took some money. He is mad at me.” And I said, “Why?” He said, “Because I didn’t leave him money, or something, I didn’t buy dogfood.”
He said, “Well, don’t you take money,” or something. I heard this. This is what Jack told me, something about dogfood. And I said, “Why did he leave?” He said, “Well, after we took the pictures, I told him I am going to be up, I feel good, I am going to go here,” and Jack talked like that, and I do too. But instead of that, he went home, because this is the morning of the 23d after he was up all night. Well, I don’t know if he slept, because he didn’t get home till 2:30 or 3 or 4. He called Larry and got him out of bed, and they went to take the pictures, and took these pictures sometime.