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“
I
meant
no
offense
,
”
the
banker
muttered
.
“
If
offense
was
taken
,
please
accept
my
apologies
.
”
“
Freely
given
,
freely
accepted
,
”
Kynes
said
.
He
smiled
at
Jessica
,
resumed
eating
as
though
nothing
had
happened
.
Jessica
saw
that
the
smuggler
,
too
,
had
relaxed
.
She
marked
this
:
the
man
had
shown
every
aspect
of
an
aide
ready
to
leap
to
Kynes
’
assistance
.
There
existed
an
accord
of
some
sort
between
Kynes
and
Tuek
.
Leto
toyed
with
a
fork
,
looked
speculatively
at
Kynes
.
The
ecologist
’
s
manner
indicated
a
change
in
attitude
toward
the
House
of
Atreides
.
Kynes
had
seemed
colder
on
their
trip
over
the
desert
.
Jessica
signaled
for
another
course
of
food
and
drink
.
Servants
appeared
with
langues
de
lapins
de
garenne
—
red
wine
and
a
sauce
of
mushroom
-
yeast
on
the
side
.
Slowly
,
the
dinner
conversation
resumed
,
but
Jessica
heard
the
agitation
in
it
,
the
brittle
quality
,
saw
that
the
banker
ate
in
sullen
silence
.
Kynes
would
have
killed
him
without
hesitating
,
she
thought
.
And
she
realized
that
there
was
an
offhand
attitude
toward
killing
in
Kynes
’
manner
.
He
was
a
casual
killer
,
and
she
guessed
that
this
was
a
Fremen
quality
.
Jessica
turned
to
the
stillsuit
manufacturer
on
her
left
,
said
:
“
I
find
myself
continually
amazed
by
the
importance
of
water
on
Arrakis
.
”
“
Very
important
,
”
he
agreed
.
“
What
is
this
dish
?
It
’
s
delicious
.
”
“
Tongues
of
wild
rabbit
in
a
special
sauce
,
”
she
said
.
“
A
very
old
recipe
.
”
“
I
must
have
that
recipe
,
”
the
man
said
.
