"What was the name of the boat?" asked the constable.
"The Hoppergrass."
"The—what's-that-you-say?"
"Hoppergrass."
"I never heard of no such boat."
Mr. Daddles was silent.
"Where's the boat, now?"
"I don't know,—she sailed away."
The constable laughed.
"You needn't think you can play it over me, with any such story as that, young feller."