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"Jane," he said, "you did this, didn't you! Why else would they notice what Libo and Miro and Ouanda have been doing if you didn't call it to their attention?"
She didn't answer.
"Jane, I'm sorry that I cut you off, I'll never--"
He knew she knew what he would say; he didn't have to finish sentences with her. But she didn't answer.
"I'll never turn off the--"
What good did it do to finish sentences that he knew she understood? She hadn't forgiven him yet, that was all, or she would already be answering, telling him to stop wasting her time. Yet he couldn't keep himself from trying one more time. "I missed you. Jane. I really missed you."
Still she didn't answer. She had said what she had to say, to keep the ansible connection alive, and that was all. For now. Ender didn't mind waiting. It was enough to know that she was still there, listening. He wasn't alone. Ender was surprised to find tears on his cheeks. Tears of relief, he decided. Catharsis. A Speaking, a crisis, people's lives in tatters, the future of the colony in doubt. And I cry in relief because an overblown computer program is speaking to me again.
Ela was waiting for him in his little house. Her eyes were red from crying. "Hello," she said. "Did I do what you wanted?" he asked.
"I never guessed," she said. "He wasn't our father. I should have known."
"I can't think how you could have."
"What have I done? Calling you here to Speak my father's-- Marc o's-- death. " She began weeping again. "Mother's secrets-- I thought I knew what they were, I thought it was just her files-- I thought she hated Libo. "
"All I did was open the windows and let in some air."
"Tell that to Miro and Ouanda."
"Think a moment, Ela. They would have found out eventually. The cruel thing was that they didn't know for so many years. Now that they have the truth, they can find their own way out."
"Like Mother did? Only this time even worse than adultery?"