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"I never said anything about revolution, that's *your* theory."
"I don't have a theory. I don't understand this kid. I never even wanted him up here. I think we should just send him home."
"No."
"No *sir*, I'm sure you meant to say."
"After three months in Battle School, he figured out that defensive war makes no sense and that we must have launched a fleet against the Bugger home worlds right after the end of the last war."
"He knows *that*? And you come telling me he knows how many *decks* there are?" "He doesn't *know* it. He guessed. I told him he was wrong."
"I'm sure he believed you."
"I'm sure he's in doubt."
"This is all the more reason to send him back to Earth. Or out to some distant base somewhere. Do you realize the nightmare if there's a breach of security on this?"
"Everything depends on how he uses the information."
"Only we don't know anything about him, so we have no way of knowing how he'll use it."
"Sister Carlotta --"
"Do you *hate* me? That woman is even more inscrutable than your little dwarf."
"A mind like Bean's is not to be thrown away just because we fear there might be a security breach."
"Nor is security to be thrown away for the sake of one really smart kid."
"Aren't we smart enough to create new layers of deception for him? Let him find out something that he'll think is the truth. All we have to do is come up with a lie that we think he'll believe."
***
Sister Carlotta sat in the terrace garden, across the tiny table from the wizened old exile.
"I'm just an old Russian scientist living out the last years of his life on the shores of the Black Sea." Anton took a long drag on his cigarette and blew it out over the railing, adding it to the pollution flowing from Sofia out over the water.