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“No,” says Cato, pushing away the bow. “I’ll do better with
my sword.” I can see the weapon, a short, heavy blade at his
belt.
I give Cato time to hoist himself into the tree before I begin
to climb again. Gale always says I remind him of a squirrel the
way I can scurry up even the slenderest limb. Part of it’s my
weight, but part of it’s practice. You have to know where to
place your hands and feet. I’m another thirty feet in the air
when I hear the crack and look down to see Cato flailing as he
and a branch go down. He hits the ground hard and I’m hoping
he possibly broke his neck when he gets back to his feet,
swearing like a fiend.
The girl with the arrows, Glimmer I hear someone call her
— ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children
are so ridiculous — anyway Glimmer scales the tree until the
branches begin to crack under her feet and then has the good
sense to stop. I’m at least eighty feet high now. She tries to
shoot me and it’s immediately evident that she’s incompetent
with a bow. One of the arrows gets lodged in the tree near me
though and I’m able to seize it. I wave it teasingly above her
head, as if this was the sole purpose of retrieving it, when actually
I mean to use it if I ever get the chance. I could kill them,
everyone of them, if those silver weapons were in my hands.
The Careers regroup on the ground and I can hear them
growling conspiratorially among themselves, furious I have
made them look foolish. But twilight has arrived and their
window of attack on me is closing. Finally, I hear Peeta say
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