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And where to go now to find them ? If the idea that was plaguing him was true , sound , valid -- he 'd _ have _ to have the files . His whole body was wet with perspiration as he reached the landing field . The trip to the Library of Congress seemed endless , yet he knew that the Library would n't be open until 8:00 anyway . Suddenly he felt a wave of extreme weariness sweep over him -- when had he last slept ? Bored , he snapped the telephone switch and rang PIB offices for his mail . To his surprise , John Hart took the wire , and exploded in his ear , `` Where in hell have you been ?