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Hawat
slipped
a
hand
beneath
his
tunic
where
he
kept
a
tiny
projector
of
poison
darts
.
She
wears
no
shield
,
he
thought
.
Is
this
just
a
brag
she
makes
?
I
could
slay
her
now
.
.
.
but
,
ah
-
h
-
h
-
h
,
the
consequences
if
I
’
m
wrong
.
Jessica
saw
the
gesture
toward
his
pocket
,
said
:
“
Let
us
pray
violence
shall
never
be
necessary
between
us
.
”
“
A
worthy
prayer
,
”
he
agreed
.
“
Meanwhile
,
the
sickness
spreads
among
us
,
”
she
said
.
“
I
must
ask
you
again
:
Isn
’
t
it
more
reasonable
to
suppose
the
Harkonnens
have
planted
this
suspicion
to
pit
the
two
of
us
against
each
other
?
”
“
We
appear
to
’
ve
returned
to
stalemate
,
”
he
said
.
She
sighed
,
thinking
:
He
’
s
almost
ready
for
it
.
“
The
Duke
and
I
are
father
and
mother
surrogates
to
our
people
,
”
she
said
.
“
The
position
—
”
“
He
hasn
’
t
married
you
,
”
Hawat
said
.
