Mr. Hubert. Well, isn’t it a fact that the car passed by and he had to get out of the way of the car so it could pass, isn’t that it, and that he stepped out and perhaps went at least to the curb and perhaps into the street to look for traffic?
Mr. Tasker. Yes; that’s possible.
Mr. Hubert. But you have no recollection of it?
Mr. Tasker. No—I don’t know this, but I believe that at the time that that was all screwed up and the crowd was kind of leaving, they sent him some help out there—a plainclothes policeman.
Mr. Hubert. That was after the shooting too, wasn’t it?
Mr. Tasker. Well, that was a few minutes before the shooting too.
Mr. Hubert. Why did you think that the man they sent to help him, who was in plainclothes, was a policeman?
Mr. Tasker. Because I know him when I see him.
Mr. Hubert. What’s his name?
Mr. Tasker. I don’t know what his name is, sir. I know he’s a policeman.