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"Thing of the past," Urquhart reassured Macarthur.
"Couldn't happen these days," Macarthur concurred, "not with your New World Order."
"Quite."
Both men were silent, watching the screens strobe, listening to the broadcast babble, thinking about what might be passing through the air, the skies.
"Still," Macarthur allowed, "I can see how you'd be upset. I'm sorry if I've upset you."
"Yes," Urquhart said a little absently, "Right, yes. Thanks."
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