Mrs. Kaminsky. Well, I don’t think he—actually, he practically pushed her out of the car. I was a little frightened, you know, myself.
Mr. Griffin. Where did this occur?
Mrs. Kaminsky. This was on the way to the restaurant. It was—I think it is a Thursday night, about the end of August. That is all I would know.
Mr. Griffin. Yes.
Mrs. Kaminsky. And he just practically pushed her out of the car; and then, afterward, after it was over, I stayed in the car because my luggage was there. Self-preservation is instinctive, and we got back to his apartment and he had me call her and ask her if she was all right, and—because she had to take a cab back to——
Mr. Griffin. Then, did you remain on for another 2 days?
Mrs. Kaminsky. Well, I think that was Thursday night. I stayed Friday and I think I left Saturday or Sunday. I am not positive, one of the 2 days.
Mr. Griffin. Now, when you were—when you were in Jack’s apartment, did you notice—what could you tell us about the apartment? How was it maintained?
Mrs. Kaminsky. Well, it was a nice, modern apartment and I believe he had a cleaning woman every week or so. Of course, a bachelor will let things go. He cooked; he made dinner for us and he let my children help him mix up something. They were very happy. It is something I don’t let them do.
Mr. Griffin. Yes.