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Jessica
shook
her
head
.
She
stepped
forward
,
slapped
Idaho
sharply
across
the
cheek
.
He
stumbled
back
with
his
guards
,
glaring
at
her
.
“
This
is
no
way
to
act
in
your
Duke
’
s
home
,
”
she
said
.
She
snatched
the
cup
from
Yueh
’
s
hands
,
spilling
part
of
it
,
thrust
the
cup
toward
Idaho
.
“
Now
drink
this
!
That
’
s
an
order
!
”
Idaho
jerked
himself
upright
,
scowling
down
at
her
.
He
spoke
slowly
,
with
careful
and
precise
enunciation
:
“
I
do
not
take
orders
from
a
damn
’
Harkonnen
spy
.
”
Yueh
stiffened
,
whirled
to
face
Jessica
.
Her
face
had
gone
pale
,
but
she
was
nodding
.
It
all
became
clear
to
her
—
the
broken
stems
of
meaning
she
had
seen
in
words
and
actions
around
her
these
past
few
days
could
now
be
translated
.
She
found
herself
in
the
grip
of
anger
almost
too
great
to
contain
.
It
took
the
most
profound
of
her
Bene
Gesserit
training
to
quiet
her
pulse
and
smooth
her
breathing
.
Even
then
she
could
feel
the
blaze
flickering
.
They
were
always
calling
on
Idaho
for
surveillance
of
the
ladies
!
She
shot
a
glance
at
Yueh
.
The
doctor
lowered
his
eyes
.
“
You
knew
this
?
”
she
demanded
.
