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He hadn't told anyone the truth of the matter because it was so strange. His dreams had been of Hilda, his late wife. It was the same dream over and over. ‘Find it.' She kept telling him, ‘Find it.' Then he heard her again. He wasn't asleep this time. He strained to hear every word, "It's been stolen, my dearest. You must find it."
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