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We
must
try
a
new
tack
,
he
thought
.
“
Observe
this
prize
person
who
denies
he
’
s
for
hire
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
“
Observe
him
,
Piter
.
”
And
the
Baron
thought
:
Yes
!
See
him
there
,
this
man
who
believes
he
cannot
be
bought
.
See
him
detained
there
by
a
million
shares
of
himself
sold
in
dribbles
every
second
of
his
life
!
If
you
took
him
up
now
and
shook
him
,
he
’
d
rattle
inside
.
Emptied
!
Sold
out
!
What
difference
how
he
dies
now
?
The
frog
sounds
in
the
background
stopped
.
The
Baron
saw
Umman
Kudu
,
the
guard
captain
,
appear
in
the
doorway
across
the
room
,
shake
his
head
.
The
captive
hadn
’
t
produced
the
needed
information
.
Another
failure
.
Time
to
quit
stalling
with
this
fool
Duke
,
this
stupid
soft
fool
who
didn
’
t
realize
how
much
hell
there
was
so
near
him
—
only
a
nerve
’
s
thickness
away
.
This
thought
calmed
the
Baron
,
overcoming
his
reluctance
to
have
a
royal
person
subject
to
pain
.
He
saw
himself
suddenly
as
a
surgeon
exercising
endless
supple
scissor
dissections
—
cutting
away
the
masks
from
fools
,
exposing
the
hell
beneath
.
Rabbits
,
all
of
them
!
And
how
they
cowered
when
they
saw
the
carnivore
!
Leto
stared
across
the
table
,
wondering
why
he
waited
.
The
tooth
would
end
it
all
quickly
.
Still
—
it
had
been
good
,
much
of
this
life
.
He
found
himself
remembering
an
antenna
kite
updangling
in
the
shell
-
blue
sky
of
Caladan
,
and
Paul
laughing
with
joy
at
the
sight
of
it
.
And
he
remembered
sunrise
here
on
Arrakis
—
colored
strata
of
the
Shield
Wall
mellowed
by
dust
haze
.
