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Book One: Dune
”Jessicalookeddownatthecupinherhand,abruptlydasheditscontentsacrossIdaho’sface.“Lockhiminoneoftheguestroomsoftheeastwing,”sheordered.“Lethimsleepitoff.”
Thetwoguardsstaredatherunhappily.Oneventured:“Perhapsweshouldtakehimsomeplaceelse,m’Lady.Wecould....”
“He’ssupposedtobehere!”Jessicasnapped.“Hehasajobtodohere.”Hervoicedrippedbitterness.“He’ssogoodatwatchingtheladies.”
Theguardswallowed.
“DoyouknowwheretheDukeis?”shedemanded.
“He’satthecommandpost,myLady.”
“IsHawatwithhim?”
“Hawat’sinthecity,myLady.”
“YouwillbringHawattomeatonce,”Jessicasaid.“Iwillbeinmysittingroomwhenhearrives.”
“But,myLady....”
“Ifnecessary,IwillcalltheDuke,”shesaid.“Ihopeitwillnotbenecessary.
Iwouldnotwanttodisturbhimwiththis.”
“Yes,myLady.”
JessicathrusttheemptycupintoMapes’hands,metthequestioningstareoftheblue-within-blueeyes.“Youmayreturntobed,Mapes.”
“You’resureyou’llnotneedme?”
Jessicasmiledgrimly.“I’msure.”
“Perhapsthiscouldwaituntiltomorrow,”Yuehsaid.“Icouldgiveyouasedativeand....”
“Youwillreturntoyourquartersandleavemetohandlethismyway,”shesaid.Shepattedhisarmtotakethestingoutofhercommand.“Thisistheonlyway.”
Abruptly,headhigh,sheturnedandstalkedoffthroughthehousetoherrooms.Coldwalls...passages...afamiliardoor....Shejerkedthedooropen,strodein,andslammeditbehindher.
