"How long have you been chief of police in Cressman?"
"Nine years. Say! That's a good title! Chief of Police, huh?"
"You should call yourself that," Jeff asserted. "Do you have much trouble?"
The constable shrugged. "It depends."
"There's just one thing I wonder about," Jeff said. "I've met a lot of police in a lot of towns. All the rest had silver badges. How come yours is brass?"
"It was silver when I got it," the constable said ruefully. "Blame thing turned color on me."
"Why don't you polish it?"
"I do ever' night. Use soap and all. Can't do a thing with it."
"Have you tried Blecker's Silver Polish?"
"What's that?"