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Book Three: The Prophet
“Yourfightingmenaremuchbetteroffthanthosearoundthem,heh?TheyseeunpleasantalternativetobeingsoldiersoftheBaron,heh?”
TheBaronfellsilent,eyesunfocused.Thepossibilities—hadRabbanunwittinglygivenHouseHarkonnenitsultimateweapon?
Presentlyhesaid:“Howcouldyoubesureoftheloyaltyofsuchrecruits?”
“Iwouldtaketheminsmallgroups,notlargerthanplatoonstrength,”Hawatsaid.“I’dremovethemfromtheiroppressivesituationandisolatethemwithatrainingcadreofpeoplewhounderstoodtheirbackground,preferablypeoplewhohadprecededthemfromthesameoppressivesituation.ThenI’dfillthemwiththemystiquethattheirplanethadreallybeenasecrettraininggroundtoproducejustsuchsuperiorbeingsasthemselves.Andallthewhile,I’dshowthemwhatsuchsuperiorbeingscouldearn:richliving,beautifulwomen,finemansions...whatevertheydesired.”
TheBaronbegantonod.“ThewaytheSardaukarliveathome.”
“TherecruitscometobelieveintimethatsuchaplaceasSalusaSecundusisjustifiedbecauseitproducedthem—theelite.ThecommonestSardaukartrooperlivesalife,inmanyrespects,asexaltedasthatofanymemberofaGreatHouse.”
“Suchanidea!”theBaronwhispered.
“Youbegintosharemysuspicions,”Hawatsaid.
“Wheredidsuchathingstart?”theBaronasked.
“Ah,yes:WheredidHouseCorrinooriginate?WeretherepeopleonSalusaSecundusbeforetheEmperorsenthisfirstcontingentsofprisonersthere?EventheDukeLeto,acousinonthedistaffside,neverknewforsure.
