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"I'm Jill Thomas, and this is Jack Martin."

"I'm Major Henderson. How are you? Please sit down."

The Major looked at them. "Just two of you staffing the Internet Exploration Crew?"

"Yes," said Jill.

"Jack and Jill. Sorry, I had to say that." The Major started to think about the poem. 'Jack broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after.'

Jack had a different take on it. "Well we are fetching water, in a sense. It's our job to explore the Internet for clues. Maybe the terrorists are Internet residents. They may have been leaving clues."

Jill looked over at the door and then at the Major. "What do you want from us. I would be happy to help, but what do you want?"

The Major looked at Jill, trying to size her up. She had a slightly weathered face. She was used to being outdoors. He wanted to explain, but instead he said, "Imagine that I was sleeping with you. I want to know what you are thinking. I want to know if you can imagine your foe. Do you have anything pieced together yet?"