Mrs. Carlin.

My husband told him I wasn't coming down and if he gave me any trouble he would tell the police about it, and he said, "Well, I'll see her on the way to the club and I'll see that she never makes it inside the door."
We moved from the apartments that we were in that Kirkwood knew we were living in--we moved from there and Kirkwood didn't know anything about it, and he went looking for me over there and asked my landlord about me and where to find me, and then he was supposed to meet me up at the Carousel Club and knock me out so I couldn't get in--he was going to see that I never made it, and he never did show up. He called the colored man that took care of the place. He called him and told him to tell me that he had called, and I don't remember what all he said to the colored man, but he called him.

Mr. Hubert.

Who is he again ?

Mrs. Carlin.

Pat Kirkwood.

Mr. Hubert.

He operates the Cellar, you say? That's a nightclub?

Mrs. Carlin.

It's a beatnik club here in town on Main Street.

Mr. Hubert.

Have you heard from him since?

Mrs. Carlin.

I haven't heard from him--no; not since then.

Mr. Hubert.

That would have been last January ?

Mrs. Carlin.

Yes.

Mr. Hubert.

Now, you remember the Friday night that the President was shot, did you go to work that night?

Mrs. Carlin.

No.

Mr. Hubert.

Why?

Mrs. Carlin.

I got a telephone call.

Mr. Hubert.

Who from ?

Mrs. Carlin.

Andrew.

Mr. Hubert.

Andrew Armstrong?

Mrs. Carlin.

Yes; the colored man.

Mr. Hubert.

About what time of day was that?

Mrs. Carlin.

Oh, I don't remember--I have no idea. It's been so long.

Mr. Hubert.

Did you call Larry Crafard that night?

Mrs. Carlin.

I don't remember if I did or not.

Mr. Hubert.

You know who Larry Crafard was ?

Mrs. Carlin.

The guy that worked the lights.

Mr. Hubert.

Who?

Mrs. Carlin.

The guy that worked the spotlights and things--I don't know his last name, but I knew him by Larry.

Mr. Hubert.

You don't recall whether you called him that night?

Mrs. Carlin.

No; I don't recall. If I did, it was to see if I was coming to work or something, because I don't remember it. It must not have been very important.

Mr. Hubert.

I think you came into Dallas on Saturday night with your husband and Tammi True?

Mrs. Carlin.

Yes.

Mr. Hubert.

What time had your husband gotten back that day, do you remember how much before you'all came into Dallas ?

Mrs. Carlin.

I didn't understand.

Mr. Hubert.

What time did you come to Dallas?

Mrs. Carlin.

Well, it was right before working time and we started about 8:30. It was right before that.

Mr. Hubert.

No; how long had your husband been home when you started out to go to Dallas?

Mrs. Carlin.

I don't know--he come in and out so many times.

Mr. Hubert.

Do you remember whether he had been on a trip that weekend?

Mrs. Carlin.

No; I don't even remember that.

Mr. Hubert.

Was he in town when the President was killed, do you remember that?

Mrs. Carlin.

Yes--well, I don't know. I don't know whether he was or not, I believe he was, though.

Mr. Hubert.

Well, he used to go out on trips, didn't he?

Mrs. Carlin.

Yes; he used to go out and stay almost the whole night working