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Again
,
Leto
looked
out
the
windows
.
The
white
sun
was
well
up
into
its
morning
quadrant
.
Milky
light
picked
out
a
boiling
of
dust
clouds
that
spilled
over
into
the
blind
canyons
interfingering
the
Shield
Wall
.
Slowly
,
speaking
in
a
slow
voice
to
contain
his
anger
,
the
Duke
explained
to
Paul
about
the
mysterious
note
.
“
You
might
just
as
well
mistrust
me
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
They
have
to
think
they
’
ve
succeeded
,
”
the
Duke
said
.
“
They
must
think
me
this
much
of
a
fool
.
It
must
look
real
.
Even
your
mother
may
not
know
the
sham
.
”
“
But
,
sir
!
Why
?
”
“
Your
mother
’
s
response
must
not
be
an
act
.
Oh
,
she
’
s
capable
of
a
supreme
act
.
.
.
but
too
much
rides
on
this
.
I
hope
to
smoke
out
a
traitor
.
It
must
seem
that
I
’
ve
been
completely
cozened
.
She
must
be
hurt
this
way
that
she
does
not
suffer
greater
hurt
.
”
“
Why
do
you
tell
me
,
Father
?
Maybe
I
’
ll
give
it
away
.
”
“
They
’
ll
not
watch
you
in
this
thing
,
”
the
Duke
said
.
“
You
’
ll
keep
the
secret
.
You
must
.
”
He
walked
to
the
windows
,
spoke
without
turning
.
“
This
way
,
if
anything
should
happen
to
me
,
you
can
tell
her
the
truth
—
that
I
never
doubted
her
,
not
for
the
smallest
instant
.
I
should
want
her
to
know
this
.
”
