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compactness would guarantee you a self-governing territory, albeit one much
smaller than your present claim
     
    But your present claim, while historically justifiable, is
also unattainable without a bloody war. Your military abilities are sufficient
to guarantee that the contest would be far more evenly matched than the
governments of Ecuador, Peru, Bolivia, and Colombia would anticipate. But even
if you won a complete victory, who would be your successor?
     
    I speak candidly, because I believe that you are not
following a delusion but embarking on a specific, attainable enterprise. The
route of war might succeed for a time—and the operative word is
"might," since nothing is certain in war—but the cost in blood, economic
losses, and ill will for generations to come will be steep.
     
    Ratifying the Hegemony Constitution, on the other hand, will
guarantee you a homeland, to which those who insist on being governed only by
Quechua and Aymara leaders and raising their children to be Quechua and Aymara
speakers may migrate freely, without needing anyone's permission.
     
    But take note of the irrevocability clause. I can promise
you that this will be taken very seriously. Do not ratify this Constitution if
you and your people do not intend to abide by it.
     
    As for the personal question you asked me:
     
    I don't believe it matters whether I'm the one who unites
the world under one government. No individual is irreplaceable. However, I am
quite certain that it will need to be a person exactly like me. And at present,
the only person who meets that requirement is me:
     
    Committed to a liberal government with the highest degree of
personal freedom. Equally committed to tolerating no breach of the peace or
oppression of one people by another. And strong enough to make it happen and
make it stick.
     
    Join with me, Champi T'it'u, and you will not be an
insurrectionary hiding out in the Andes. You'll be a head of a state within the
Hegemony Constitution. And if you are patient, and wait until I have won the
ratification of at least two of the nations at issue, then you and all the
world can see how peacefully and equitably the rights of native peoples can be
handled.
     
    It only works if every party is determined to make the
sacrifices necessary to ensure the peace and freedom of all other parties. If
even one party is determined on a course of war or oppression, then someday
that party will find itself bearing the full weight of the pressure the Free
Nations can bring to bear. Right now that isn't much. But how long do you think
it will take me to make it a considerable force indeed?
     
    If you are with me, Champi T'it'u, you will need no other
ally.
     
    Sincerely,
    Peter
     
     
    Something was bothering Bean, nagging at the back of his
mind. He thought at first that it was a feeling caused by his fatigue, getting
so little uninterrupted sleep at night. Then he chalked it up to anxiety
because his friends—well, Ender's and Petra's friends—were involved in a
life-or-death struggle in India, which they couldn't possibly all win.
    And then, in the middle of changing Ender's diaper, it came
to him. Perhaps because of his baby's name. Perhaps, he thought bitterly,
because of what he had his hands in.
    He finished diapering the baby and left him in the bassinet,
where Petra, dozing, would hear him if he cried.
    Then he went in search of Peter.
    Naturally, it wasn't easy to get in to see him. Not that
there was so huge a bureaucracy in Ribeirão Preto. But it was large enough now
that Peter could afford to pay for a few layers of protection. Nobody who just
stood there being a guard. But a secretary here, a clerk there, and Bean found
he had explained himself three times—at five-thirty in the morning—before he
even got to see Theresa Wiggin.
    And, now that he thought about it, he wanted to see her.
    "He's on the phone with some European bigwig," she
told him. "Either sucking up or getting sucked up to, depending on how big
and powerful the country is."
    "So that's why everybody's up early."
    "He tries to get up early enough to catch a significant
part of the working day in Europe. Which is hard, because it's usually only a
few hours in the morning. Their morning."
    "So I'll talk to you."
    "Well, that's a puzzler," said Theresa.
"Business so important that you'd get up at five-thirty to see Peter, and
yet so unimportant that when you find out he's on a phone call, you can
actually talk to me about