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Her
mind
did
a
terrifying
thing
:
it
blanked
out
as
though
it
needed
to
shut
off
all
sensation
.
But
Paul
’
s
voice
went
on
at
that
implacable
pace
,
dragging
her
with
it
.
“
When
next
you
find
a
mirror
,
study
your
face
—
study
mine
now
.
The
traces
are
there
if
you
don
’
t
blind
yourself
.
Look
at
my
hands
,
the
set
of
my
bones
.
And
if
none
of
this
convinces
you
,
then
take
my
word
for
it
.
I
’
ve
walked
the
future
,
I
’
ve
looked
at
a
record
,
I
’
ve
seen
a
place
,
I
have
all
the
data
.
We
’
re
Harkonnens
.
”
“
A
.
.
.
renegade
branch
of
the
family
,
”
she
said
.
“
That
’
s
it
,
isn
’
t
it
?
Some
Harkonnen
cousin
who
—
”
“
You
’
re
the
Baron
’
s
own
daughter
,
”
he
said
,
and
watched
the
way
she
pressed
her
hands
to
her
mouth
.
“
The
Baron
sampled
many
pleasures
in
his
youth
,
and
once
permitted
himself
to
be
seduced
.
But
it
was
for
the
genetic
purposes
of
the
Bene
Gesserit
,
by
one
of
you
.
”
The
way
he
said
you
struck
her
like
a
slap
.
But
it
set
her
mind
to
working
and
she
could
not
deny
his
words
.
So
many
blank
ends
of
meaning
in
her
past
reached
out
now
and
linked
.
The
daughter
the
Bene
Gesserit
wanted
—
it
wasn
’
t
to
end
the
old
Atreides
-
Harkonnen
feud
,
but
to
fix
some
genetic
factor
in
their
lines
.
What
?
She
groped
for
an
answer
.
As
though
he
saw
inside
her
mind
,
Paul
said
:
“
They
thought
they
were
reaching
for
me
.
But
I
’
m
not
what
they
expected
,
and
I
’
ve
arrived
before
my
time
.
And
they
don
’
t
know
it
.
”
Jessica
pressed
her
hands
to
her
mouth
.
Great
Mother
!
He
’
s
the
Kwisatz
Haderach
!
