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And
his
movements
—
he
moved
a
hand
or
turned
his
head
one
way
,
then
he
spoke
another
way
.
It
was
difficult
to
follow
.
“
Um
-
m
-
m
-
m
-
m
-
ah
-
h
-
h
-
hm
-
m
-
m
,
you
come
upon
such
,
mm
-
m
-
m
,
preciseness
so
rarely
,
”
the
Count
said
,
addressing
the
Baron
’
s
shoulder
.
“
I
.
.
.
ah
,
congratulate
you
on
the
hm
-
m
-
m
perfection
of
your
ah
-
h
-
h
heir
.
In
the
light
of
the
hm
-
m
-
m
elder
,
one
might
say
.
”
“
You
are
too
kind
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
He
bowed
,
but
Feyd
-
Rautha
noted
that
his
uncle
’
s
eyes
did
not
agree
with
the
courtesy
.
“
When
you
’
re
mm
-
m
-
m
ironic
,
that
ah
-
h
-
h
suggests
you
’
re
hm
-
m
-
m
-
m
thinking
deep
thoughts
,
”
the
Count
said
.
There
he
goes
again
,
Feyd
-
Rautha
thought
.
It
sounds
like
he
’
s
being
insulting
,
but
there
’
s
nothing
you
can
call
out
for
satisfaction
.
Listening
to
the
man
gave
Feyd
-
Rautha
the
feeling
his
head
was
being
pushed
through
mush
.
.
.
um
-
m
-
m
-
ah
-
h
-
h
-
hm
-
m
-
m
-
m
!
Feyd
-
Rautha
turned
his
attention
back
to
the
Lady
Fenring
.
“
We
’
re
ah
-
h
-
h
taking
up
too
much
of
this
young
man
’
s
time
,
”
she
said
.
“
I
understand
he
’
s
to
appear
in
the
arena
today
.
”
By
the
houris
of
the
Imperial
hareem
,
she
’
s
a
lovely
one
!
Feyd
-
Rautha
thought
.
He
said
:
“
I
shall
make
a
kill
for
you
this
day
,
my
Lady
.
I
shall
make
the
dedication
in
the
arena
,
with
your
permission
.
”
She
returned
his
stare
serenely
,
but
her
voice
carried
whiplash
as
she
said
:
“
You
do
not
have
my
permission
.
”
