'Caught you!' said Policeman Muldoon. 'Poaching in the river me boy is a serious
offence. I must ask you to accompany me to the station.'
Halfway out of the wood Murphy the poacher pulled up in his tracks.
'Bedad,' said he, 'haven't I left me jacket by the water's edge. I'll have
to go back and get it!'
'No way,' said Muldoon. 'If I let you go back you'll run off. I've got a better
idea. You wait here and I'll go back for the coat!'