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Book One: Dune
Heclosedhiseyes,lookingoldandtired.Itcannotbe,hethought.Thewomanhasopenedherhearttome.
“WhatbetterwaytodestroymethantosowsuspicionofthewomanIlove?”heasked.
“AninterpretationI’veconsidered,”Hawatsaid.“Still....”
TheDukeopenedhiseyes,staredatHawat,thinking:Lethimbesuspicious.
Suspicionishistrade,notmine.PerhapsifIappeartobelievethis,thatwillmakeanothermancareless.
“Whatdoyousuggest?”theDukewhispered.
“Fornow,constantsurveillance,myLord.Sheshouldbewatchedatalltimes.Iwillseeit’sdoneunobtrusively.Idahowouldbetheidealchoiceforthejob.Perhapsinaweekorsowecanbringhimback.There’sayoungmanwe’vebeentraininginIdaho’stroopwhomightbeidealtosendtotheFremenasareplacement.He’sgiftedindiplomacy.”
“Don’tjeopardizeourfootholdwiththeFremen.”
“Ofcoursenot,Sir.”
“AndwhataboutPaul?”
“PerhapswecouldalertDr.Yueh.”
LetoturnedhisbackonHawat.“Ileaveitinyourhands.”
“Ishallusediscretion,myLord.”
AtleastIcancountonthat,Letothought.Andhesaid:“Iwilltakeawalk.Ifyouneedme,I’llbewithintheperimeter.Theguardcan—”
“MyLord,beforeyougo,I’veafilmclipyoushouldread.It’safirst-approximationanalysisontheFremenreligion.You’llrecallyouaskedmetoreportonit.”
TheDukepaused,spokewithoutturning.“Willitnotwait?”
“Ofcourse,myLord.Youaskedwhattheywereshouting,though.Itwas
‘Mahdi!’Theydirectedthetermattheyoungmaster.
