In this dramatic moment, footsteps thundered in the mouth of the alley, and the two policemen appeared, running toward them. The first to reach them, grabbed Toffee roughly by the arm.
"So!" he cried triumphantly. "Got yuh! Thought you'd pull a sneak, eh?"
"Hey!" the other cop yelled, arriving on the scene. "That ain't them!"
Toffee glanced quickly at Marc, then back at the cops. "Take your hands off me, young man," she cried indignantly. "Have you no respect for old age?"
"Gee, sorry, mother," the policeman said apologetically. "We thought you was someone else. Did you see a young couple with some babies runnin' down here?"
Marc shook his head. "Not a soul," he said.
The cops backed away, looking thoughtful.
"Say," one of them said, a note of suspicion in his voice. "What are you two doin' down here at this time of night?"
Toffee giggled coyly. "Why officer!" she exclaimed. "What a question!"
The cop looked shocked. "You're kiddin'," he murmured.