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- side the room and went in there and locked the door
himself! How's that?"
"That might do," conceded Dick, "but how about the clews?"
Fudge's face fell. "That's so. I guess I could change that about the clews, though. What's this fellow going to do? Play a banjo? Gee, this is a bum show!"
