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“
You
do
not
joke
with
Piter
?
”
The
Baron
turned
with
that
dancing
lightness
the
suspensors
gave
him
.
“
Joke
?
I
?
Remember
—
I
am
giving
up
the
boy
.
You
heard
what
the
traitor
said
about
the
lad
’
s
training
.
They
are
alike
,
this
mother
and
son
—
deadly
.
”
The
Baron
smiled
.
“
I
must
go
now
.
I
will
send
in
the
guard
I
’
ve
reserved
for
this
moment
.
He
’
s
stone
deaf
.
His
orders
will
be
to
convey
you
on
the
first
leg
of
your
journey
into
exile
.
He
will
subdue
this
woman
if
he
sees
her
gain
control
of
you
.
He
’
ll
not
permit
you
to
untie
her
gag
until
you
’
re
off
Arrakis
.
If
you
choose
not
to
leave
.
.
.
he
has
other
orders
.
”
“
You
don
’
t
have
to
leave
,
”
Piter
said
.
“
I
’
ve
chosen
.
”
“
Ah
,
hah
!
”
the
Baron
chortled
.
“
Such
quick
decision
can
mean
only
one
thing
.
”
“
I
will
take
the
duchy
,
”
Piter
said
.
And
Jessica
thought
:
Doesn
’
t
Piter
know
the
Baron
’
s
lying
to
him
?
But
—
how
could
he
know
?
He
’
s
a
twisted
Mentat
.
The
Baron
glanced
down
at
Jessica
.
“
Is
it
not
wonderful
that
I
know
Piter
so
well
?
I
wagered
with
my
Master
at
Arms
that
this
would
be
Piter
’
s
choice
.
Hah
!
