"Murder!" she screamed. "Arson! Blackmail! Fire! Flood! Famine."
Then, satisfied that she had covered the field of catastrophe sufficiently to capture the attention of even the most unimaginative cop, she stopped and settled comfortably back in her seat. Noting that the cop was already on his way toward the car, she folded her arms complacently and smiled at Cecil.
"Now we'll see who gets taken into custody," she said smugly.
The cop stuck his head in the window, looked bewilderedly at Marc and Toffee, then took in the Blemishes. His face widened with a grin.
"Hello, boys," he said amiably. "What's the trouble? Read any good plans lately?"
"No, they haven't," Toffee put in quickly. "But they're trying to. Officer, arrest these two."
The cop's smile faded into an expression of purest astonishment. "Arrest them?" he asked incredulously. "What on earth for?"
"They're abducting us," Toffee said. "That's what for."
For a moment the cop just stared at her, then he threw back his head in a roar of laughter.