Clover blushed and shuffled on his feet, looking at the ground, then he looked back up. He didn't like lying, but he felt like he was too far deep to go back now. "Two. I think they were men. They didn't say anything, so I couldn't tell by their voices. They only took my coat. My friend is fine, he made it home and then I got lost. And then you found me." He turned to the constable to answer his questions. "They were bigger than the biggest boys at school. I was on the street by the school, there was an alley I walked by and they jumped at us from there." He shivered once, the cold of the mud on his clothes seeping through to his skin and freezing him. "I want my Pa," he muttered, holding back tears. Once his Pa came, everything would be alright.