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“
We
’
ll
do
our
best
,
Sire
.
”
Paul
looked
at
his
father
,
back
to
Hawat
,
suddenly
conscious
of
the
Mentat
’
s
great
age
,
aware
that
the
old
man
had
served
three
generations
of
Atreides
.
Aged
.
It
showed
in
the
rheumy
shine
of
the
brown
eyes
,
in
the
cheeks
cracked
and
burned
by
exotic
weathers
,
in
the
rounded
curve
of
the
shoulders
and
the
thin
set
of
his
lips
with
the
cranberry
-
colored
stain
of
sapho
juice
.
So
much
depends
on
one
aged
man
,
Paul
thought
.
“
We
’
re
presently
in
a
war
of
assassins
,
”
the
Duke
said
,
“
but
it
has
not
achieved
full
scale
.
Thufir
,
what
’
s
the
condition
of
the
Harkonnen
machine
here
?
”
“
We
’
ve
eliminated
two
hundred
and
fifty
-
nine
of
their
key
people
,
my
Lord
.
No
more
than
three
Harkonnen
cells
remain
—
perhaps
a
hundred
people
in
all
.
”
“
These
Harkonnen
creatures
you
eliminated
,
”
the
Duke
said
,
“
were
they
propertied
?
”
“
Most
were
well
situated
,
my
Lord
—
in
the
entrepreneur
class
.
”
“
I
want
you
to
forge
certificates
of
allegiance
over
the
signatures
of
each
of
them
,
”
the
Duke
said
.
“
File
copies
with
the
Judge
of
the
Change
.
We
’
ll
take
the
legal
position
that
they
stayed
under
false
allegiance
.
Confiscate
their
property
,
take
everything
,
turn
out
their
families
,
strip
them
.
And
make
sure
the
Crown
gets
its
ten
per
cent
.
It
must
be
entirely
legal
.
”
