CHAPTER XXVII.
LOOKING FOR CLUES Having sent their message to the Fords, the two cadets turned in the direction where the farmer had said the constable lived.
"I don't think old Plodders will be able to do a thing," said Jack.
"He'll look wise and ask a lot of questions, and that's all." A block had been covered when they saw the farmer and the constable approaching.

On his breast Jed Plodders had pinned a bright, silver star, and he carried a policeman's club in his hand.
"There they are!" cried Isaac Fasick.
"Is them the cadets ?" queried the guardian of the peace.
"That's two of 'em.

The other two said they'd stay an' watch the house." "Stop!" cried the constable, and pointed his club at the cadets.
"Are you Constable Plodders ?" questioned Jack.
"That's who I be," was the stern reply.

"Now then, out with it, young fellers.

You broke into Mr.Ford's house, didn't you?
Now, don't try to fool me, fer it won't wash! You broke into the house, and Mr.Fasick ketched you at it, didn't he ?" And the constable cast what was meant for an eagle eye on Jack and then on Fred.