as you," said Rackham. "In fact, one of them already has."
"Which one?" asked Dink.
"The one who was in a position to hear it," said Graff.
"Hot Soup, then," said Shen. "Because you couldn't even get in to meet Mr. Caliph."
"What smart fellows you all turned out to be," said Graff.
" 'Waterloo was won,' " quoted Rackham, " 'on the playing fields of Eton.' "
"What the hell does that mean?" asked Carn Carby. "You never even went to Eton."
"It was an analogy," said Rackham. "If you hadn't spent your entire childhood playing war games, you'd actually know something. You're all so uneducated."
Chapter 17
BOATS
From: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
To: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
Re: "Good Idea"
Of course Graff's "offer" sounded like a good idea to YOU. You live in Australia.
- Dumper
From: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
To: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
Re: Ha ha
People who live on the moon - pardon me, the Andes - shouldn't joke about Australia.
- Carn
From: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
To: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
Re: "Who was joking?"
I've seen Australia and I've lived on an asteroid and I'd take the asteroid.
- Dumper
From: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
To: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
Re: Asteroid
Australia doesn't need life support like an asteroid or coca like the Andes to be livable. Besides, you only liked the asteroid because it was named Eros and that's as close to sex as you've ever gotten.
- Carn
From: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
To: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
Re: At least
At least I have a sex. Male, by the way. Open your fly and check to see what you are. (You grip the handle of the zipper and pull downward.) (Oh, wait, you're in Australia. Upward, then.)
- Dumper
From: WallabyWannabe%[email protected]/mil.gov.au
To: Champi%T'it'[email protected]
Re: Let's see ... zipper ... fly ... pull...
Ouch! Ow! Oweeee!
- Carn
The sailors were so nervous to have The Lady aboard their dhow that it was a wonder they didn't swamp the boat just getting out to sea. And sailing was slow, with lots of tacking; even turning the ship seemed to require as much work as the reinvention of navigation. Virlomi showed none of her impatience, though.
It was time for the next step - for India to reach for the world stage. She needed an ally to free her nation from the foreign occupiers. Even though the atrocities had ended - nothing filmable now - Alai persisted in keeping his Muslim troops all over India. Waiting for Hindu provocations. Knowing that Virlomi couldn't control her people as tightly as Alai now controlled his troops.
But she wasn't going to bring Han Tzu into the picture. She had fought too hard to get the Chinese out of India to invite them back again. Besides, even though they had no religion to force on people like Alai's Muslims, the Chinese were just as arrogant, just as sure they were entitled to rule the world.
And these Jeeshboys, they were so sure they could be her masters. Didn't they understand that her whole life was a repudiation of their sense of superiority? They had been chosen to wage war against aliens. The gods fought on their side in that war. But now the gods fought on Virlomi's side.
She hadn't been a believer when she began. She exploited her knowledge of the folk religion of her people. But over the weeks and months and years of her campaign against China and then against the Muslims, she had seen how everything bent and turned to lit her plans. Everything she thought of worked; and since there were tests proving that Alai and Han Tzu were smarter than she was, it must be that entities wiser than they were providing her with her ideas.
There was only one person now who could give her the help she needed, and only one man in the world whom it would not demean her to marry. After all, when she married it would be all India marrying; and whatever children she bore would be the children of a god, at least in the eyes of the people. Since parthenogenesis was out of the question, she needed a husband. And that's why she had summoned Peter Wiggin.
Wiggin, the brother of the great Ender. The older brother. Who then could doubt that her children would carry the best genes available on Earth? They would found a dynasty that could unite the world and rule forever. By marrying her, Peter would be able to add India to his FPE, transforming it from a sideshow into more than half the population of the world. And she - and India - would be raised above any other nation. Instead of being the leader of a single nation, like China, or the head of a brutal and backward