"There was a man around yesterday. I bet he took it," said Clementine.
"I don't even remember a fire plug there. I think you're making a lot of fuss about nothing," said Harold.
"City hall's going to hear about this," said Corinne.
"Pretty dommed sure," said Jimmy, "but I wont tell."
"Cyril!" cried Officer Comstock in a terrible voice. Not a terrifying voice, a terrible voice. He felt terrible now.
"Great green bananas," said Cyril, "I'm only three years old. I don't see how it's even my responsibility."
"Clarence," said Officer Comstock.
Clarence gulped.
"Do you know where that fire plug went?"
Clarence brightened. "No, sir. I don't know where it went."