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“
I
suggest
you
not
use
Arrakis
as
a
prison
planet
without
the
Emperor
’
s
permission
,
Baron
.
”
“
Of
course
not
,
”
the
Baron
said
,
and
he
wondered
at
the
sudden
chill
in
Fenring
’
s
voice
.
“
Another
matter
,
”
the
Count
said
.
“
We
learn
that
Duke
Leto
’
s
Mentat
,
Thufir
Hawat
,
is
not
dead
but
in
your
employ
.
”
“
I
could
not
bring
myself
to
waste
him
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
“
You
lied
to
our
Sardaukar
commander
when
you
said
Hawat
was
dead
.
”
“
Only
a
white
lie
,
my
dear
Count
.
I
hadn
’
t
the
stomach
for
a
long
argument
with
the
man
.
”
“
Was
Hawat
the
real
traitor
?
”
“
Oh
,
goodness
,
no
!
It
was
the
false
doctor
.
”
The
Baron
wiped
at
perspiration
on
his
neck
.
“
You
must
understand
,
Fenring
,
I
was
without
a
Mentat
.
You
know
that
.
I
’
ve
never
been
without
a
Mentat
.
It
was
most
unsettling
.
”
“
How
could
you
get
Hawat
to
shift
allegiance
?
”
“
His
Duke
was
dead
.
”
The
Baron
forced
a
smile
.
“
There
’
s
nothing
to
fear
from
Hawat
,
my
dear
Count
.
The
Mentat
’
s
flesh
has
been
impregnated
with
a
latent
poison
.
We
administer
an
antidote
in
his
meals
.
