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“
Ho
-
ho
-
ho
-
o
-
o
-
o
!
”
It
was
the
smuggler
,
Tuek
,
head
thrown
back
laughing
with
complete
abandon
.
Nervous
smiles
appeared
around
the
table
.
Bewt
was
grinning
.
The
banker
had
pushed
his
chair
back
,
was
glaring
at
Paul
.
Kynes
said
:
“
One
baits
an
Atreides
at
his
own
risk
.
”
“
Is
it
Atreides
custom
to
insult
their
guests
?
”
the
banker
demanded
.
Before
Paul
could
answer
,
Jessica
leaned
forward
,
said
:
“
Sir
!
”
And
she
thought
:
We
must
learn
this
Harkonnen
creature
’
s
game
.
Is
he
here
to
try
for
Paul
?
Does
he
have
help
?
“
My
son
displays
a
general
garment
and
you
claim
it
’
s
cut
to
your
fit
?
”
Jessica
asked
.
“
What
a
fascinating
revelation
.
”
She
slid
a
hand
down
to
her
leg
to
the
crysknife
she
had
fastened
in
a
calf
-
sheath
.
The
banker
turned
his
glare
on
Jessica
.
Eyes
shifted
away
from
Paul
and
she
saw
him
ease
himself
back
from
the
table
,
freeing
himself
for
action
.
He
had
focused
on
the
code
word
:
garment
.
“
Prepare
for
violence
.
”
