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In
the
moment
of
encounter
,
Kynes
wondered
at
himself
:
Why
am
I
helping
these
people
?
It
’
s
the
most
dangerous
thing
I
’
ve
ever
done
.
It
could
doom
me
with
them
.
Then
he
looked
squarely
at
Paul
,
seeing
the
boy
who
had
taken
on
the
mantle
of
manhood
,
masking
grief
,
suppressing
all
except
the
position
that
now
must
be
assumed
—
the
dukedom
.
And
Kynes
realized
in
that
moment
the
dukedom
still
existed
and
solely
because
of
this
youth
—
and
this
was
not
a
thing
to
be
taken
lightly
.
Jessica
glanced
once
around
the
chamber
,
registering
it
on
her
senses
in
the
Bene
Gesserit
way
—
a
laboratory
,
a
civil
place
full
of
angles
and
squares
in
the
ancient
manner
.
“
This
is
one
of
the
Imperial
Ecological
Testing
Stations
my
father
wanted
as
advance
bases
,
”
Paul
said
.
His
father
wanted
!
Kynes
thought
.
And
again
Kynes
wondered
at
himself
.
Am
I
foolish
to
aid
these
fugitives
?
Why
am
I
doing
it
?
It
’
d
be
so
easy
to
take
them
now
,
to
buy
the
Harkonnen
trust
with
them
.
Paul
followed
his
mother
’
s
example
,
gestalting
the
room
,
seeing
the
workbench
down
one
side
,
the
walls
of
featureless
rock
.
Instruments
lined
the
bench
—
dials
glowing
,
wire
gridex
planes
with
fluting
glass
emerging
from
them
.
An
ozone
smell
permeated
the
place
.
Some
of
the
Fremen
moved
on
around
a
concealing
angle
in
the
chamber
and
new
sounds
started
there
—
machine
coughs
,
the
whinnies
of
spinning
belts
and
multidrives
.
Paul
looked
to
the
end
of
the
room
,
saw
cages
with
small
animals
in
them
stacked
against
the
wall
.
