A vast policeman had materialized from nowhere. He stood beside them, a living statue of Vigilant Authority. One thumb rested easily on his broad belt. The fingers of the other hand caressed lightly a moustache that had caused more heart-burning among the gentler sex than any other two moustaches in the C-division. The eyes above the moustache were stern and questioning.
*If you have ever seen a Mighty Fin Christmas Show.