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Book One: Dune
ImustputtheducalsignetwherePaulwillfindit.Andfearstruckhim:IfIdahosuspectsmeorgrowsimpatient-ifhedoesn’twaitandgoexactlywhereItoldhim—JessicaandPaulwillnotbesavedfromthecarnage.I’llbedeniedeventhesmallestrelieffrommyact.
TheHarkonnenguardreleasedhisarm,said“Waitoverthereoutoftheway.”
Abruptly,Yuehsawhimselfascastawayinthisplaceofdestruction,sparednothing,givennotthesmallestpity.Idahomustnotfail!
Anotherguardbumpedintohim,barked:“Stayoutoftheway,you!”
Evenwhenthey’veprofitedbymetheydespiseme.Yuehthought.Hestraightenedhimselfashewaspushedaside,regainedsomeofhisdignity.
“WaitfortheBaron!”aguardofficersnarled.
Yuehnodded,walkedwithcontrolledcasualnessalongthefrontofthehouse,turnedthecornerintoshadowsoutofsightoftheburningpalms.Quickly,everystepbetrayinghisanxiety,Yuehmadefortherearyardbeneaththeconservatorywherethe’thopterwaited—thecrafttheyhadplacedtheretocarryawayPaulandhismother.
Aguardstoodattheopenreardoorofthehouse,hisattentionfocusedonthelightedhallandmenbangingthroughthere,searchingfromroomtoroom.
Howconfidenttheywere!
Yuehhuggedtheshadows,workedhiswayaroundthe’thopter,easedopenthedooronthesideawayfromtheguard.HefeltunderthefrontseatsfortheFremkithehadhiddenthere,liftedaflapandslippedintheducalsignet.Hefeltthecrinklingofthespicepaperthere,thenotehehadwritten,pressedtheringintothepaper.
