The two police officers were dozing.

He came across, seated himself close to the young traveller, and held out his hand.
"Put it there," he said.
A hand-grip passed between the two.
"I see you speak the truth," said the workman.

"But it's well to make certain." He raised his right hand to his right eyebrow.

The traveller at once raised his left hand to his left eyebrow.
"Dark nights are unpleasant," said the workman.
"Yes, for strangers to travel," the other answered.
"That's good enough.

I'm Brother Scanlan, Lodge 341, Vermissa Valley.
Glad to see you in these parts." "Thank you.