Finding that a quantity of the offending ink had soaked into my whiskers, I was some little time in the washroom, and when I emerged, I found Constable Winkelburg in an attitude of guilt, attempting to conceal a paper bag about his person and bearing evidence of the recent consumption of cheesecake upon his chin. I reprimanded him severely, and, being in a state of indignation, did not investigate the inside of my helmet before placing it firmly upon my head. It was then that I discovered that Constable Winkelburg, hearing my approach, had dropped the larger uneaten portion of his cheesecake into the helmet.

It is my hope that this introductory preamble will explain my unpolicelike bearing and undignified appearance at the time of the arrest.

I now come to the events what followed.

Knowing the habits of felons, I was able to predict that the criminal in question, Doctor Calamatipsy, would attempt to regain possession of the Cabinet of Wonders, and so I ordered Constable Winkelburg to hide in the guardroom with the lamp turned out, in a state of darkness. I, meanwhile, concealed myself in an adjacent cupboard, with my truncheon drawn in readiness.

Several hours appeared to pass.

Eventually our vigil was rewarded.

Using a key of some ingenious or foreign manufacture, the villain aforesaid, Doctor Canackadesky, inserted himself through the portals of the Police Station. As described above, I was expecting him, due to my knowledge of the felonious mind, but I was not expecting him to be accompanied by a female of tender years.

I transcribe their conversation exactly. I am able to do so with perfect confidence, being as how I gained the Ernst Stuffelbaum Plate for Memory Training in the Police Academy.

Their words was as follows: