Mr. WALKER. A white male, slender build, and had on a light-colored coat or shirt, and that is the best I can recall. Mr. BELIN. All right. Mr. WALKER. About 30 years old, I think he said. Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do? Did you go into the library? Mr. WALKER. As soon as the squads got there, I walked around with the other squads to the west entrance of the building, and we ordered everyone out of the building. They all came out with their hands up. Mr. BELIN. Was this the upstairs? Mr. WALKER. No; it is the downstairs. You had to go downstairs to get to it. Mr. BELIN. Something like a basement? Mr. WALKER. Yes. It is a semibasement, I would call it. And everyone came out, and I saw the person that had run in there, and he said that he had ran there to tell the other people about the shooting. And let's see, that he worked there, he told me he worked there and everything. I soon determined he wasn't the one. Mr. BELIN. Then what happened? Mr. WALKER. I got back in my car and started cruising the area again. I went up and down the alleys and streets. And there was one incident that really didn't have anything to do with it. I guess I was cruising up the alley with the newspaperman in the car, and I saw a man in long white sleeves, white shirt, walking across the parking lot there of the church, and I couldn't see below his legs, and there was a picket fence there, and when he got about 30 feet from me, I stopped the car, and he was walking toward me, and I had my gun in my lap at the time, and I said, "What is your name?" And he just looked at me. And at that time I didn't know whether he had a rifle or what he had, and he just looked at me, and he bent over, and I stuck my gun in the window and he raised up and had a small dog and he said, "What did you say?" And of course that newspaperman said, "My God, I thought he was going to shoot us." I said, "I thought he was reaching down for a rifle." Of course, he reached down and picked up a little dog. Then we got around to Beckley and 10th Street, still cruising the area, when I heard the call come over the radio that the suspect was supposed to be at the theatre on Jefferson. Mr. BELIN. Was this the Texas Theatre? Mr. WALKER. Texas Theatre; yes. Mr. BELIN. Then what did you do? Mr. WALKER. I went in the alley up to the back door. When I arrived there, there was several officers there. There was a plainclothesman up on the ladder back there. I don't know what he was doing up there, but he was up on the ladder that goes up that door that is in the back. And there were several officers around the back of the theatre, and myself, and McDonald, and Officer Hutson went in the back door. And this man told us, or this boy told us that there was someone, said the person that he had seen was inside the theatre, and that he had changed seats several times, and he thought he was out there in the middle now.