Дюна
Book Two: Muad‘dib
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“HeallowedhimselftofallintoHarkonnenhands.”
“Youthinkhe’sthetraitor?”
Tuekshrugged.“Thisisacademic.Wethinkthewitchisdead.AtleasttheHarkonnensbelieveit.”
“YouseemtoknowagreatdealabouttheHarkonnens.”
“Hintsandsuggestions...rumorsandhunches.”
“Weareseventy-fourmen,”Hallecksaid.“Ifyouseriouslywishustoenlistwithyou,youmustbelieveourDukeisdead.”
“Hisbodyhasbeenseen.”
“Andtheboy,too—youngMasterPaul?”Hallecktriedtoswallow,foundalumpinhisthroat.
“Accordingtothelastwordwehad,hewaslostwithhismotherinadesertstorm.Likelynoteventheirboneswilleverbefound.”
“Sothewitchisdeadthen...alldead.”
Tueknodded.“AndBeastRabban,sotheysay,willsitoncemoreintheseatofpowerhereonDune.”
“TheCountRabbanofLankiveil?”
“Yes.”
IttookHalleckamomenttoputdowntheupsurgeofragethatthreatenedtoovercomehim.Hespokewithpantingbreath:“I’veascoreofmyownagainstRabban.Iowehimforthelivesofmyfamily....”Herubbedatthescaralonghisjaw.“...andforthis....”
“Onedoesnotriskeverythingtosettleascoreprematurely,”Tueksaid.Hefrowned,watchingtheplayofmusclesalongHalleck’sjaw,thesuddenwithdrawalintheman’sshed-liddedeyes.
“Iknow...Iknow.”Hallecktookadeepbreath.
“YouandyourmencanworkoutyourpassageoffArrakisbyservingwithus.Therearemanyplacesto—”
“Ireleasemymenfromanybondtome;theycanchooseforthemselves.
WithRabbanhere—Istay.
