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Book One: Dune
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“Duncan,themoral,”Paulsaid,“andGurneythevalorous.”
“Younamethemwell,”theDukesaid.
AndPaulthought:Gurney’soneofthosetheReverendMothermeant,asupporterofworlds—“...thevalorofthebrave.”
“Gurneytellsmeyoudidwellinweaponstoday,”theDukesaid.
“Thatisn’twhathetoldme.”
TheDukelaughedaloud.“IfiguredGurneytobesparsewithhispraise.Hesaysyouhaveanicetyofawareness—inhisownwords—ofthedifferencebetweenablade’sedgeanditstip.”
“Gurneysaysthere’snoartistryinkillingwiththetip,thatitshouldbedonewiththeedge.”
“Gurney’saromantic,”theDukegrowled.Thistalkofkillingsuddenlydisturbedhim,comingfromhisson.“I’dsooneryouneverhadtokill...butiftheneedarises,youdoithoweveryoucan—tiporedge.”Helookedupattheskylight,onwhichtherainwasdrumming.
Seeingthedirectionofhisfather’sstare,Paulthoughtofthewetskiesoutthere—athingnevertobeseenonArrakisfromallaccounts—andthisthoughtofskiesputhiminmindofthespacebeyond.“AretheGuildshipsreallybig?”heasked.
TheDukelookedathim.“Thiswillbeyourfirsttimeoffplanet,”hesaid.
“Yes,they’rebig.We’llberidingaHeighlinerbecauseit’salongtrip.AHeighlineristrulybig.Itsholdwilltuckallourfrigatesandtransportsintoalittlecorner—we’llbejustasmallpartoftheship’smanifest.”
“Andwewon’tbeabletoleaveourfrigates?”
“That’spartofthepriceyoupayforGuildSecurity.
