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Book One: Dune
Therewasnounderstandingit—aSukdoctoratraitor.
ThelittertippedslightlyastheHarkonnentroopersmaneuvereditthroughadoorwayintostarlitnight.Asuspensor-buoyraspedagainstthedoorway.Thentheywereonsand,feetgratinginit.A’thopterwingloomedoverhead,blottingthestars.Thelittersettledtotheground.
Paul’seyesadjustedtothefaintlight.Herecognizedthedeaftrooperasthemanwhoopenedthe’thopterdoor,peeredinsideatthegreengloomilluminatedbytheinstrumentpanel.
“Thisthe’thopterwe’resupposedtouse?”heasked,andturnedtowatchhiscompanion’slips.
“It’stheonethetraitorsaidwasfixedfordesertwork,”theothersaid.
Scarfacenodded.“But—it’soneofthemlittleliaisonjobs.Ain’troominthereformore’ntheman’twoofus.”
“Two’senough,”saidthelitter-bearer,movingupcloseandpresentinghislipsforreading.“Wecantakecareofitfromhereon,Kinet.”
“TheBaronhetoldmetomakesurewhathappenedtothemtwo,”Scarfacesaid.
“Whatyousoworriedabout?”askedanothertrooperfrombehindthelitter-bearer.
“SheisaBeneGesseritwitch,”thedeafonesaid.“Theyhavepowers.”
“Ah-h-h....”Thelitter-bearermadethesignofthefistathisear.“Oneofthem,eh?Knowwhatchamean.”
Thetrooperbehindhimgrunted.“She’llbewormmeatsoonenough.Don’tsupposeevenaBeneGesseritwitchhaspowersoveroneofthembigworms.Eh,Czigo?”Henudgedthelitter-bearer.
“Yee-up,”thelitter-bearersaid.Hereturnedtothelitter,tookJessica’sshoulders.
