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The
guardsman
lowered
his
eyes
.
“
What
diversion
does
m
’
Lord
wish
?
”
“
I
’
ll
be
in
my
sleeping
chambers
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
“
Bring
me
that
young
fellow
we
bought
on
Gamont
,
the
one
with
the
lovely
eyes
.
Drug
him
well
.
I
don
’
t
feel
like
wrestling
.
”
“
Yes
,
m
’
Lord
.
”
The
Baron
turned
away
,
began
moving
with
his
bouncing
,
suspensor
-
buoyed
pace
toward
his
chambers
.
Yes
,
he
thought
.
The
one
with
the
lovely
eyes
,
the
one
who
looks
so
much
like
the
young
Paul
Atreides
.
*
*
*
O
Seas
of
Caladan
,
O
people
of
Duke
Leto
—
Citadel
of
Leto
fallen
,
Fallen
forever
.
.
.
