But Pee-wee Harris, Scout, knew them.

On one of his long hikes he had seen them arrest a motorist in Northvale.

He had seen them loitering in the post office at Little Valley.
They did duty in the various municipalities of the county where the familiar faces of the local officials were a stumbling block to the apprehension of wrongdoers.

They were going to break up this ring of gambling rowdies, and so forth and so forth and so forth.

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