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“
I
.
.
.
heard
rumors
,
my
Lady
.
But
I
didn
’
t
want
to
add
to
your
burdens
.
”
“
Hawat
!
”
she
snapped
.
“
I
want
Thufir
Hawat
brought
to
me
immediately
!
”
“
But
,
my
Lady
.
.
.
.
”
“
Immediately
!
”
It
has
to
be
Hawat
,
she
thought
.
Suspicion
such
as
this
could
come
from
no
other
source
without
being
discarded
immediately
.
Idaho
shook
his
head
,
mumbled
.
“
Chuck
th
’
whole
damn
thing
.
”
Jessica
looked
down
at
the
cup
in
her
hand
,
abruptly
dashed
its
contents
across
Idaho
’
s
face
.
“
Lock
him
in
one
of
the
guest
rooms
of
the
east
wing
,
”
she
ordered
.
“
Let
him
sleep
it
off
.
”
The
two
guards
stared
at
her
unhappily
.
One
ventured
:
“
Perhaps
we
should
take
him
someplace
else
,
m
’
Lady
.
We
could
.
.
.
.
”
“
He
’
s
supposed
to
be
here
!
”
Jessica
snapped
.
“
He
has
a
job
to
do
here
.
”
Her
voice
dripped
bitterness
.
“
He
’
s
so
good
at
watching
the
ladies
.
”
The
guard
swallowed
.
