Mr. Hubert. What did he want you to do?
Mr. Hodge. He wanted me to come down and look at the guns and see if I could identify them, or if I had ever seen them before.
Mr. Hubert. I understand you to say that he offered to send a squad car for you?
Mr. Hodge. Yes; and I told him I had to go down and close the bar down and I was on my way to town and that that would be unnecessary and I would come by, and he told me to park my car down in the basement, and I said “The police may not want me to,” and he said, “Tell them I said so,” so I pulled down in the basement and I couldn’t find a place to park, and I parked in front of some cars, detectives’ cars—plain cars, and I went up on the elevator.
Mr. Hubert. I think you said something about having a dog in your car?
Mr. Hodge. I have a Dalmatian dog, watchdog.
Mr. Hubert. You left him in the car?
Mr. Hodge. I left him in the car.
Mr. Hubert. You then proceeded from the basement to what floor?
Mr. Hodge. The third floor.