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war, when it comes, you and I won't be friends. Because you're American, just like our dear teachers. And I amnot."They went to the mess hall and ate, talking about other things. But Ender could not stop thinking about whatDink had said. The Battle School was so enclosed, the game so important in the minds of the children, that Enderhad forgotten there was a world outside. Spanish honor. Civil war. Politics. The Battle School was really a verysmall place, wasn't it?But Ender did not reach Dink's conclusions. The buggers were real. The threat was real. The IF controlled a lotof things, but it didn't control the videos and the nets. Not where Ender had grown up. In Dink's home in theNetherlands, with three generations under Russian hegemony, perhaps it was all controlled, but Ender knew thatlies could not last long in America. So he believed.Believed, but the seed of doubt was there, and it stayed, and every now and then sent out a little root. It changedeverything, to have that seed growing. It made Ender listen more carefully to what people meant, instead of whatthey said. It made him wise.***There weren't as many boys at the evening practice, not by half."Where's Bernard?" asked Ender.Alai grinned. Shen closed his eves and assumed a look of blissful meditation."Haven't you heard?" said another boy, a Launchy from a younger group. "Word's out that any Launchy whocomes to your practice sessions won't ever amount to anything in anybody's army. Word's out that thecommanders don't want any soldiers who've been damaged by your training."Ender nodded.第 120 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网