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There was a uniform in the locker. Not the pale green of the Launchies, but the orange-trimmed dark greenuniform of Salamander Army. It did not fit well. But then, they had probably never had to provide such auniform for a boy so young.He was starting to take it off when he noticed Petra walking down the aisle toward his bed. He slid off the bunkand stood on the floor to greet her."Relax," she said. "I'm not an officer.""You're a toon leader, aren't you?"Someone nearby snickered."Whatever gave you that idea, Wiggin?""You have a bunk in the front.""I bunk in the front because I'm the best sharpshooter in Salamander Army, and because Bonzo is afraid I'll starta revolution if the toon leaders don't keep an eye on me. As if I could start anything with boys like these." Sheindicated the sullen-faced boys on the nearby bunks.What was she trying to do, make it worse than it already was?"Everybody's better than I am," Ender said, trying to dissociate himself from her contempt for the boys whowould, after all, be his near bunkmates."I'm a girl," she said, "and you're a pissant of a six-year-old. We have so much in common, why don't we befriends?"第 86 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网