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“
We
.
.
.
don
’
t
know
,
”
Hawat
said
.
“
Sardaukar
,
”
the
Fremen
mused
.
“
Yet
they
wear
Harkonnen
clothing
.
Is
that
not
strange
?
”
“
The
Emperor
does
not
wish
it
known
he
fights
against
a
Great
House
,
”
Hawat
said
.
“
But
you
know
they
are
Sardaukar
.
”
“
Who
am
I
?
”
Hawat
asked
bitterly
.
“
You
are
Thufir
Hawat
,
”
the
man
said
matter
-
of
-
factly
.
“
Well
,
we
would
have
learned
it
in
time
.
We
’
ve
sent
three
of
them
captive
to
be
questioned
by
Liet
’
s
men
.
”
Hawat
’
s
aide
spoke
slowly
,
disbelief
in
every
word
:
“
You
.
.
.
captured
Sardaukar
?
”
“
Only
three
of
them
,
”
the
Fremen
said
.
“
They
fought
well
.
”
If
only
we
’
d
had
the
time
to
link
up
with
these
Fremen
,
Hawat
thought
.
It
was
a
sour
lament
in
his
mind
.
