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Leto
put
his
left
hand
to
the
switch
on
his
shield
belt
,
slipped
his
kindjal
into
his
right
hand
.
The
knife
conveyed
a
sense
of
reassurance
.
That
strange
sound
had
sent
a
chill
through
him
.
Softly
,
the
Duke
moved
down
the
service
passage
,
cursing
the
inadequate
illumination
.
The
smallest
of
suspensors
had
been
spaced
about
eight
meters
apart
along
here
and
tuned
to
their
dimmest
level
.
The
dark
stone
walls
swallowed
the
light
.
A
dull
blob
stretching
across
the
floor
appeared
out
of
the
gloom
ahead
.
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Leto
hesitated
,
almost
activated
his
shield
,
but
refrained
because
that
would
limit
his
movements
,
his
hearing
.
.
.
and
because
the
captured
shipment
of
lasguns
had
left
him
filled
with
doubts
.
Silently
,
he
moved
toward
the
grey
blob
,
saw
that
it
was
a
human
figure
,
a
man
face
down
on
the
stone
.
Leto
turned
him
over
with
a
foot
,
knife
poised
,
bent
close
in
the
dim
light
to
see
the
face
.
It
was
the
smuggler
,
Tuek
,
a
wet
stain
down
his
chest
.
The
dead
eyes
stared
with
empty
darkness
.
Leto
touched
the
stain
warm
.
How
could
this
man
be
dead
here
?
Leto
asked
himself
.
Who
killed
him
?
The
mewling
sound
was
louder
here
.
It
came
from
ahead
and
down
the
side
passage
to
the
central
room
where
they
had
installed
the
main
shield
generator
for
the
house
.
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Hand
on
belt
switch
,
kindjal
poised
,
the
Duke
skirted
the
body
,
slipped
down
the
passage
and
peered
around
the
corner
toward
the
shield
generator
room
.
Another
grey
blob
lay
stretched
on
the
floor
a
few
paces
away
,
and
he
saw
at
once
this
was
the
source
of
the
noise
.
The
shape
crawled
toward
him
with
painful
slowness
,
gasping
,
mumbling
.
Leto
stilled
his
sudden
constriction
of
fear
,
darted
down
the
passage
,
crouched
beside
the
crawling
figure
.
It
was
Mapes
,
the
Fremen
housekeeper
,
her
hair
tumbled
around
her
face
,
clothing
disarrayed
.
A
dull
shininess
of
dark
stain
spread
from
her
back
along
her
side
.
He
touched
her
shoulder
and
she
lifted
herself
on
her
elbows
,
head
tipped
up
to
peer
at
him
,
the
eyes
black
-
shadowed
emptiness
.