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“
As
you
wish
,
Sire
.
”
“
We
are
indebted
to
you
,
Dr
.
Kynes
,
”
Leto
said
.
“
These
suits
and
the
consideration
for
our
welfare
will
be
remembered
.
”
On
impulse
,
Paul
called
to
mind
a
quotation
from
the
O
.
C
.
Bible
,
said
:
“
‘
The
gift
is
the
blessing
of
the
giver
.
’
”
The
words
rang
out
overloud
in
the
still
air
.
The
Fremen
escort
Kynes
had
left
in
the
shade
of
the
administration
building
leaped
up
from
their
squatting
repose
,
muttering
in
open
agitation
.
One
cried
out
:
“
Lisan
al
-
Gaib
!
”
Kynes
whirled
,
gave
a
curt
,
chopping
signal
with
a
hand
,
waved
the
guard
away
.
They
fell
back
,
grumbling
among
themselves
,
trailed
away
around
the
building
.
“
Most
interesting
,
”
Leto
said
.
Kynes
passed
a
hard
glare
over
the
Duke
and
Paul
,
said
:
“
Most
of
the
desert
natives
here
are
a
superstitious
lot
.
Pay
no
attention
to
them
.
They
mean
no
harm
.
”
But
he
thought
of
the
words
of
the
legend
:
“
They
will
greet
you
with
Holy
Words
and
your
gifts
will
be
a
blessing
.
”
Leto
’
s
assessment
of
Kynes
—
based
partly
on
Hawat
’
s
brief
verbal
report
(
guarded
and
full
of
suspicions
)
—
suddenly
crystallized
:
the
man
was
Fremen
.
Kynes
had
come
with
a
Fremen
escort
,
which
could
mean
simply
that
the
Fremen
were
testing
their
new
freedom
to
enter
urban
areas
—
but
it
had
seemed
an
honor
guard
.
And
by
his
manner
,
Kynes
was
a
proud
man
,
accustomed
to
freedom
,
his
tongue
and
his
manner
guarded
only
by
his
own
suspicions
.
Paul
’
s
question
had
been
direct
and
pertinent
.
