Mr. PAUL. The first call come, I think, was 9:30 or 10 o’clock, and the second call I think was about 11:30. Mr. HUBERT. You had left at what time? Mr. PAUL. I left the place about 9 o’clock. Mr. HUBERT. Because of your feeling ill? Mr. PAUL. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. And he reached you shortly after you got there? Mr. PAUL. No, it was about an hour or so later. Mr. HUBERT. You were in bed already? Mr. PAUL. I was in bed already—that was the last time I spoke to him, I says, “Jack, let me go to sleep because I don’t feel well.” Mr. HUBERT. That was on the second call? Mr. PAUL. Yes. Mr. HUBERT. So, the second call was at what time? Mr. PAUL. About 11 or 11:30. Mr. HUBERT. The first call was about 9:30? Mr. PAUL. No; about 10:30. Mr. HUBERT. About 10:30, and the second call about an hour after? Mr. PAUL. No; I left the place, but it just takes me about 15 or 20 minutes to get home, and I doctored myself up with some hot tea and so forth—it must have taken about another half hour, so it must have been about 10:30. Mr. HUBERT. In other words, on the first call—he had called your place and found out you were not feeling well? Mr. PAUL. Yes; he called me and I told him I wasn’t feeling well and he told me that nobody downtown was doing any business. Mr. HUBERT. And then you told him he ought to be glad he stopped, because if nobody was doing any business he might as well be closed, and that was about the subject of that conversation? Mr. PAUL. That’s—that was that conversation. That’s the subject, and then he called me back and he told me he was over at his sister’s house and his sister was crying and he was crying with her on account of the President, and that’s the last I spoke to him. Mr. HUBERT. You could hear her crying or he told you? Mr. PAUL. He just told me. Mr. HUBERT. What about his own crying, could you tell that he was crying, did he seem to be crying? Mr. PAUL. No; he wasn’t crying then when he spoke to me. Mr. HUBERT. He wasn’t crying then—in other words, what he was telling you was that he and his sister had been crying? Mr. PAUL. Had been crying. Mr. HUBERT. Was that all he wanted to tell you? Mr. PAUL. That’s all. Mr. HUBERT. And you in effect told him you were sick and not to bother you any more, would that be about it? Mr. PAUL. And I went to sleep and that’s the last I talked to him. Mr. HUBERT. Well, when was your next contact with Jack? Mr. PAUL. When he was in jail. Mr. HUBERT. When did you hear about the Oswald matter? Mr. PAUL. Sunday morning—I was—I had just finished making out the payroll. Mr. HUBERT. At the Bull Pen? Mr. PAUL. Yes; when John Jackson, my manager, called and the girl answered the phone and she says—he says, “Oswald is shot.” Mr. HUBERT. He said that to you?