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“
You
may
speak
plainly
,
”
the
Duke
said
,
“
without
fear
for
your
skin
.
”
“
The
Imperial
Court
is
,
indeed
,
a
long
way
off
,
”
Kynes
muttered
.
And
he
thought
:
What
does
this
water
-
soft
invader
expect
?
Does
he
think
me
fool
enough
to
enlist
with
him
?
The
Duke
chuckled
,
keeping
his
attention
on
their
course
.
“
I
detect
a
sour
note
in
your
voice
,
sir
.
We
’
ve
waded
in
here
with
our
mob
of
tame
killers
,
eh
?
And
we
expect
you
to
realize
immediately
that
we
’
re
different
from
the
Harkonnens
?
”
“
I
’
ve
seen
the
propaganda
you
’
ve
flooded
into
sietch
and
village
,
”
Kynes
said
.
“
‘
Love
the
good
Duke
!
’
Your
corps
of
—
”
“
Here
now
!
”
Halleck
barked
.
He
snapped
his
attention
away
from
the
window
,
leaned
forward
.
Paul
put
a
hand
on
Halleck
’
s
arm
.
“
Gurney
!
”
the
Duke
said
.
He
glanced
back
.
“
This
man
’
s
been
long
under
the
Harkonnens
.
”
Halleck
sat
back
.
“
Ayah
.
”
