Waiting, the girls flagged the automobile to a stop. Quickly, they told the two patrolmen of the accident and of the strange behavior of the truckers who had rejected assistance.
“Did you notice the license number of the truck?” one of the highway patrolmen asked.
None of the Scouts had made a note of it.
“We were too busy wrapping up wounds to think of that,” Judy confessed.
The patrolmen next inquired if the girls could describe the two truckers.
“Oh, yes!” Kathleen said eagerly. “The passenger was a thin fellow with two teeth missing. He had dark bushy eyebrows and was very disagreeable.”
“That was Ben Vodner, I’ll bet a cent!” one of the patrolmen exclaimed. “Did he have a scar on his left cheek?”
“Yes, he did!” Judy recalled. “A long jagged white mark!”
“What did the other man look like?”
“His most prominent feature was a large hooked nose,” Judy described him. “He was a large man, heavy-set and with a square jaw. I’d say he weighed about two hundred pounds—”