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Book Three: The Prophet
“DoyouthinkIcanforgetthemanwhorescuedmefromaHarkonnenslavepit,gavemefreedom,life,andhonor...gavemefriendship,athingIprizedaboveallelse?Ihavehisbetrayerundermyknife.Noonecanstopmefrom—”
“Youcouldn’tbemorewrong,Gurney,”Paulsaid.
AndJessicathought:Sothat’sit!Whatirony!
“Wrong,amI?”Gurneydemanded.“Letushearitfromthewomanherself.
AndletherrememberthatIhavebribedandspiedandcheatedtoconfirmthischarge.I’veevenpushedsemutaonaHarkonnenguardcaptaintogetpartofthestory.”
Jessicafeltthearmatherthroateaseslightly,butbeforeshecouldspeak,Paulsaid:“ThebetrayerwasYueh.Itellyouthisonce,Gurney.Theevidenceiscomplete,cannotbecontroverted.ItwasYueh.Idonotcarehowyoucamebyyoursuspicion—foritcanbenothingelse—butifyouharmmymother....”
Paulliftedhiscrysknifefromitsscabbard,heldthebladeinfrontofhim.“...I’llhaveyourblood.”
“Yuehwasaconditionedmedic,fitforaroyalhouse,”Gurneysnarled.“Hecouldnotturntraitor!”
“Iknowawaytoremovethatconditioning,”Paulsaid.
“Evidence,”Gurneyinsisted.
“Theevidenceisnothere,”Paulsaid.“It’sinTabrsietch,fartothesouth,butif—”
“Thisisatrick,”Gurneysnarled,andhisarmtightenedonJessica’sthroat.
“Notrick,Gurney,”Paulsaid,andhisvoicecarriedsuchanoteofterriblesadnessthatthesoundtoreatJessica’sheart.
“IsawthemessagecapturedfromtheHarkonnenagent,”Gurneysaid.
