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Book Three: The Prophet
Doyouunderstandme?Andasforme,you’llhavetotakemeonfaith.ButIcan’tliveforever,canI,Feyd?Andperhapsyoushouldbegintosuspectnowthatthere’rethingsIknowwhichyoushouldknow.”
“Igiveyoumypledgeandwhatdoyougiveme?”Feyd-Rauthaasked.
“Iletyougoonliving,”theBaronsaid.
Again,Feyd-Rauthastudiedhisuncle.HesetsHawatoverme!WhatwouldhesayifItoldhimHawatplannedthetrickwiththegladiatorthatcosthimhisslavemaster?He’dlikelysayIwaslyingintheattempttodiscreditHawat.No,thegoodThufirisaMentatandhasanticipatedthismoment.
“Well,whatdoyousay?”theBaronasked.
“WhatcanIsay?Iaccept,ofcourse.”
AndFeyd-Rauthathought:Hawat!Heplaysbothendsagainstthemiddle...isthatit?Hashemovedtomyuncle’scampbecauseIdidn’tcounselwithhimovertheslaveboyattempt?
“Youhaven’tsaidanythingaboutmysettingHawattowatchyou,”theBaronsaid.
Feyd-Rauthabetrayedangerbyaflaringofnostrils.ThenameofHawathadbeenadangersignalintheHarkonnenfamilyforsomanyyears...andnowithadanewmeaning:stilldangerous.
“Hawat’sadangeroustoy,”Feyd-Rauthasaid.
“Toy!Don’tbestupid.IknowwhatIhaveinHawatandhowtocontrolit.
Hawathasdeepemotions,Feyd.Themanwithoutemotionsistheonetofear.
Butdeepemotions...ah,now,thosecanbebenttoyourneeds.”
“Uncle,Idon’tunderstandyou.”
“Yes,that’splainenough.”
OnlyaflickerofeyelidsbetrayedthepassageofresentmentthroughFeyd-Rautha.
