Beale and Mr. McCaleb. Her husband went to the back of the theater, she said. He was away about fifteen minutes, when he returned and took a seat beside her.
"How long did he remain at your side?"
"About half an hour."
"What was his manner then?"
"It seemed to be the same as ever."
"Did you talk about anything special then?"
"No, just general."
"Who suggested going away from the garden?"
"I did."
"The play wasn't interesting to you?"
"Not a bit," said the witness.
"How did you start when you went out?"
"I think that Mr. McCaleb and I were in the lead and Mr. Thaw and Mr. Beale followed."
"How far had you gone when something happened?"
"Almost to the elevator. I had turned around to speak to Mr. Thaw."
"How far were you from Mr. White then?"
"About as far as the end of the jury box."
"You saw Mr. White sitting there?"
"I did."
"Did you see Mr. Thaw then?"
"Not until a minute or so afterward. He was directly in front of Mr. White, standing with his arm up in the air."
"Did you hear shots fired?"
