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“
Scrap
of
a
note
,
my
Lord
.
Incomplete
.
It
was
on
minimic
film
with
the
usual
destruction
capsule
attached
.
We
stopped
the
acid
action
just
short
of
full
erasure
,
leaving
only
a
fragment
.
The
fragment
,
however
,
is
extremely
suggestive
.
”
“
Yes
?
”
Hawat
rubbed
at
his
lips
.
“
It
says
:
‘
.
.
.
eto
will
never
suspect
,
and
when
the
blow
falls
on
him
from
a
beloved
hand
,
its
source
alone
should
be
enough
to
destroy
him
.
’
The
note
was
under
the
Baron
’
s
own
seal
and
I
’
ve
authenticated
the
seal
.
”
“
Your
suspicion
is
obvious
,
”
the
Duke
said
and
his
voice
was
suddenly
cold
.
“
I
’
d
sooner
cut
off
my
arms
than
hurt
you
,
”
Hawat
said
.
“
My
Lord
,
what
if
.
.
.
.
”
“
The
Lady
Jessica
,
”
Leto
said
,
and
he
felt
anger
consuming
him
.
“
Couldn
’
t
you
wring
the
facts
out
of
this
Pardee
?
”
“
Unfortunately
,
Pardee
no
longer
was
among
the
living
when
we
intercepted
the
courier
.
The
courier
,
I
’
m
certain
,
did
not
know
what
he
carried
.
”
“
I
see
.
”
Leto
shook
his
head
,
thinking
:
What
a
slimy
piece
of
business
.
There
can
’
t
be
anything
in
it
.
I
know
my
woman
.
“
My
Lord
,
if
—
”
