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"Quarantine or no, I don't like being locked up for days without even a drink for company."
"We thought of that," replied the Director General with a smile.
Wilson had to smile as well. "I bet you did. Well, everyone aboard?"
"Everything's ready. Now, remember, you must wait at least a year before returning and you know what riches will be waiting."
"They'd better be. You know I'm not the altruistic type."
"Certainly not," the Director General answered softly, a misty wistful look in his eye. "There are many people who would give much for your reward."
"That's what I like to hear."
"Good luck, Wilson. I have a feeling you'll make it just fine."
"You know, it's strange, but I feel the same way . . ."
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