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Book One: Dune
“AndwhatbarbdidyousinkinoldHawat?Hepassedmeinthehalllikeamanrunningtohisenemy’sfuneral.”
Paulgrinned.Ofallhisfather’smen,helikedGurneyHalleckbest,knewtheman’smoodsanddeviltry,hishumors,andthoughtofhimmoreasafriendthanasahiredsword.
Halleckswungthebalisetoffhisshoulder,begantuningit.“Ify’won’ttalk,y’won’t,”hesaid.
Paulstood,advancedacrosstheroom,callingout:“Well,Gurney,dowecomepreparedformusicwhenit’sfightingtime?”
“Soit’ssassforourelderstoday,”Hallecksaid.Hetriedachordontheinstrument,nodded.
“Where’sDuncanIdaho?”Paulasked.“Isn’thesupposedtobeteachingmeweaponry?”
“Duncan’sgonetoleadthesecondwaveontoArrakis,”Hallecksaid.“AllyouhaveleftispoorGurneywho’sfreshoutoffightandspoilingformusic.”Hestruckanotherchord,listenedtoit,smiled.
“Anditwasdecidedincouncilthatyoubeingsuchapoorfighterwe’dbestteachyouthemusictradeso’syouwon’twasteyourlifeentire.”
“Maybeyou’dbettersingmealaythen,”Paulsaid.“Iwanttobesurehownottodoit.
