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Book Two: Muad‘dib
“Youmustberestedandnottakeanyfoolishrisks.”
Feyd-Rauthabowed,hisfacedarkwithresentment.“I’msureeverythingwillbeasyouwish,Uncle.”HenoddedtoCountFenring.“Sir.”Tothelady:“MyLady.”Andheturned,strodeoutofthehall,barelyglancingattheknotofFamiliesMinornearthedoubledoors.
“He’ssoyoung,”theBaronsighed.
“Um-m-m-m-ahindeedhmmm,”theCountsaid.
AndtheLadyFenringthought:CanthatbetheyoungmantheReverendMothermeant?Isthatabloodlinewemustpreserve?
“We’vemorethananhourbeforegoingtothearena,”theBaronsaid.
“Perhapswecouldhaveourlittletalknow,CountFenring.”Hetippedhisgrossheadtotheright.“There’saconsiderableamountofprogresstobediscussed.”
AndtheBaronthought:LetusseenowhowtheEmperor’serrandboygetsacrosswhatevermessagehecarrieswithouteverbeingsocrassastospeakitrightout.
TheCountspoketohislady:“Um-m-m-m-ah-h-h-hm-m-m,youmm-mwillah-h-hexcuseus,mydear?”
“Eachday,sometimeeachhour,bringschange,”shesaid.“Mm-m-m-m.”
AndshesmiledsweetlyattheBaronbeforeturningaway.Herlongskirtsswishedandshewalkedwithastraight-backedregalstridetowardthedoubledoorsattheendofthehall.
TheBaronnotedhowallconversationamongtheHousesMinortherestoppedatherapproach,howtheeyesfollowedher.BeneGesserit!theBaronthought.Theuniversewouldbebetterridofthemall!
“There’saconeofsilencebetweentwoofthepillarsoverhereonourleft,”theBaronsaid.
