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And
it
was
agonizing
to
realize
that
the
Emperor
and
his
Sardaukar
were
alike
in
their
disdain
for
weakness
.
The
Baron
chewed
at
his
lower
lip
,
consoling
himself
that
the
Emperor
,
at
least
,
had
not
learned
of
the
Atreides
raid
on
Giedi
Prime
,
the
destruction
of
the
Harkonnen
spice
stores
there
.
Damn
that
slippery
Duke
!
The
Baron
watched
the
retreating
backs
—
the
arrogant
Sardaukar
and
the
stocky
,
efficient
Nefud
.
We
must
adjust
,
the
Baron
thought
.
I
’
ll
have
to
put
Rabban
over
this
damnable
planet
once
more
.
Without
restraint
.
I
must
spend
my
own
Harkonnen
blood
to
put
Arrakis
into
a
proper
condition
for
accepting
Feyd
-
Rautha
.
Damn
that
Piter
!
He
would
get
himself
killed
before
I
was
through
with
him
.
The
Baron
sighed
.
And
I
must
send
at
once
to
Tleielax
for
a
new
Mentat
.
They
undoubtedly
have
the
new
one
ready
for
me
by
now
.
One
of
the
guardsmen
beside
him
coughed
.
The
Baron
turned
toward
the
man
.
“
I
am
hungry
.
”
“
Yes
,
m
’
Lord
.
”
“
And
I
wish
to
be
diverted
while
you
’
re
clearing
out
that
room
and
studying
its
secrets
for
me
,
”
the
Baron
rumbled
.
