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"And another odd thing," said Grace's son. "One of the new computers has been installed here, only there've been some alterations. It doesn't seem to report correctly to the master program. It neglects to inform that master program that there is a hyperfast realtime link to this nonexistent old- style network. It's a shame that it doesn't report on this, because of course it allows a completely illegal connection between this old, ansible-connected network and the new godproof system. And so requests for information can be passed, and they'll look perfectly legal to any inspection software, since they come from this perfectly legal but astonishingly flawed new computer."
Peter was grinning broadly. "Well, somebody had to work pretty fast to get this done."
"Malu told us that the god was going to die, but between us and the god we were able to devise a plan. Now the only question is-- can she find her way back here?"
"I think she will," said Peter. "Of course, this isn't what she used to have, not even a small fraction of it."
"We understand that she has a couple of similar installations here and there. Not many, you're right, and the new time-delay barriers will make it so that yes, she has access to all the information, but she can't use most of the new networks as part of her thought processes. Still, it's something. Maybe it's enough."
"You knew who we were before we got here," said Wang-mu. "You were already part of Jane's work."
"I think the evidence speaks for itself," said Grace's son.
"Then why did Jane bring us here?" asked Wang-mu. "What was all this nonsense about needing to have us here so we could stop the Lusitania Fleet?"
"I don't know," said Peter. "And I doubt anyone here knows, either. Maybe, though, Jane simply wanted us in a friendly environment, so she could find us again. I doubt there's anything like this on Divine Wind."
"And maybe," Wang-mu said, following her own speculations, "maybe she wanted you here, with Malu and Grace, when the time came for her to die."
"And for me to die as well," said Peter. "Meaning me as Ender, of course."
"And maybe," said Wang-mu, "if she was no longer going to be there to protect us through her manipulations of data, she wanted us to be among friends."
"Of course," said Grace's son. "She is a god, she takes care of her people." "Her worshipers, you mean?" asked Wang-mu.
Peter snorted.