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we have to get a requisition, but if the mind game program determines that the picture is necessary--""It can just go take it.""Not just every day. Only when it's for the child's own good.""OK, it's for his good. But why. His brother is dangerous, his brother was rejected for this program because he'sone of the worst human beings we've laid hands on. Why is he so important to Ender? Why, after all his time?""Honestly, sir. I don't know. And the mind game program is designed so that it can't tell us. It may not knowitself, actually. This is uncharted territory.""You mean the computer's making this up as it goes along?""You might put it that way.""Well, that does make me feel a little better. I thought l was the only one."***Valentine celebrated Ender's eighth birthday alone, in the wooded back yard of their new home in Greensboro.She scraped a patch of ground bare of pine needles and leaves, and there scratched his name in the dirt with atwig. Then she made a small teepee of twigs and needles and lit a small fire. It made smoke that interwove withthe branches and needles of the pine overhead. All the way into space, she said silently. All the way to the BattleSchool.No letters had ever come, and as far as they knew their own letters had never reached him. When he first wastaken, Father and Mother sat at the table and keyed in long letters to him every few days. Soon, tnough, it wasonce a week, and when no answers came, once a month. Now it had been two years since he went, and therewere no letters, none at all, and no remembrance on his birhday. He is dead, she thought bitterly, because we第 130 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网