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“Yes,” said Jerry, “but—I didn’t figure on anything like this.” No. Lars was firm. Johnny must go to the library. Indeed he wasn’t a rascal. The whole thing had just happened of itself. It was no plan of his, but it was just as unlucky as if it had been..
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