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"Oh!" The major considered a moment, and his thoughts were anything but benevolent toward David. "I can guess why he told you." "I'll let you open the door—for luck, Judy," he said, holding out a key. "See if you can guess which door it belongs to." "He has told me nothing. Please go on.".
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