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“
Look
at
you
now
,
Thufir
,
”
she
said
.
“
Humans
live
best
when
each
has
his
own
place
,
when
each
knows
where
he
belongs
in
the
scheme
of
things
.
Destroy
the
place
and
destroy
the
person
.
You
and
I
,
Thufir
,
of
all
those
who
love
the
Duke
,
are
most
ideally
situated
to
destroy
the
other
’
s
place
.
Could
I
not
whisper
suspicions
about
you
into
the
Duke
’
s
ear
at
night
?
When
would
he
be
most
susceptible
to
such
whispering
,
Thufir
?
Must
I
draw
it
for
you
more
clearly
?
”
“
You
threaten
me
?
”
he
growled
.
“
Indeed
not
.
I
merely
point
out
to
you
that
someone
is
attacking
us
through
the
basic
arrangement
of
our
lives
.
It
’
s
clever
,
diabolical
.
I
propose
to
negate
this
attack
by
so
ordering
our
lives
that
there
’
ll
be
no
chinks
for
such
barbs
to
enter
.
”
“
You
accuse
me
of
whispering
baseless
suspicions
?
”
“
Baseless
,
yes
.
”
“
You
’
d
meet
this
with
your
own
whispers
?
”
“
Your
life
is
compounded
of
whispers
,
not
mine
,
Thufir
.
”
“
Then
you
question
my
abilities
?
”
She
sighed
.
“
Thufir
,
I
want
you
to
examine
your
own
emotional
involvement
in
this
.
The
natural
human
’
s
an
animal
without
logic
.
Your
projections
of
logic
onto
all
affairs
is
unnatural
,
but
suffered
to
continue
for
its
usefulness
.
You
’
re
the
embodiment
of
logic
—
a
Mentat
.
Yet
,
your
problem
solutions
are
concepts
that
,
in
a
very
real
sense
,
are
projected
outside
yourself
,
there
to
be
studied
and
rolled
around
,
examined
from
all
sides
.
”
