Yes, I’ve read that—a case of assault upon the police.
Lugg.
Why, these must be the folks who’ve been so precious rampageous all night.
Mr. Wormington.
Very likely.
Lugg.
Yes, sir, protestin’ and protestin’ till they protested everybody’s sleep away. Nice-looking women, too, though, as I tell Mrs. Lugg, now-a-days there’s no telling who’s the lady and who isn’t. Who’s got this job, sir?
Mr. Wormington.
Inspector Messiter.
Lugg.