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The
Baron
brightened
.
“
Now
,
tomorrow
morning
,
you
will
assemble
what
remains
of
organization
here
and
you
’
ll
say
to
them
:
‘
Our
Sublime
Padishah
Emperor
has
charged
me
to
take
possession
of
this
planet
and
end
all
dispute
.
’
”
“
I
understand
,
m
’
Lord
.
”
“
This
time
,
I
’
m
sure
you
do
.
We
will
discuss
it
in
more
detail
tomorrow
.
Now
,
leave
me
to
finish
my
sleep
.
”
The
Baron
deactivated
his
doorfield
,
watched
his
nephew
out
of
sight
.
A
tank
-
brain
,
the
Baron
thought
.
Muscle
-
minded
tank
-
brain
.
They
will
be
bloody
pulp
here
when
he
’
s
through
with
them
.
Then
,
when
I
send
in
Feyd
-
Rautha
to
take
the
load
off
them
,
they
’
ll
cheer
their
rescuer
.
Beloved
Feyd
-
Rautha
.
Benign
Feyd
-
Rautha
,
the
compassionate
one
who
saves
them
from
a
beast
.
Feyd
-
Rautha
,
a
man
to
follow
and
die
for
.
The
boy
will
know
by
that
time
how
to
oppress
with
impunity
.
I
’
m
sure
he
’
s
the
one
we
need
.
He
’
ll
learn
.
And
such
a
lovely
body
.
Really
a
lovely
boy
.
*
*
*
At
the
age
of
fifteen
,
he
had
already
learned
silence
.
—
from
“
A
Child
’
s
History
of
Muad
‘
Dib
”
by
the
Princess
Irulan
