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“
Send
him
no
more
troops
,
no
aid
of
any
kind
.
Don
’
t
answer
his
messages
other
than
to
say
you
’
re
heard
of
the
terrible
way
he
’
s
handled
things
on
Arrakis
and
you
intend
to
take
corrective
measures
as
soon
as
you
’
re
able
.
I
’
ll
arrange
to
have
some
of
your
messages
intercepted
by
Imperial
spies
.
”
“
But
what
of
the
spice
,
the
revenues
,
the
—
”
“
Demand
your
baronial
profits
,
but
be
careful
how
you
make
your
demands
.
Require
fixed
sums
of
Rabban
.
We
can
—
”
The
Baron
turned
his
hands
palms
up
.
“
But
how
can
I
be
certain
that
my
weasel
nephew
isn
’
t
—
”
“
We
still
have
our
spies
on
Arrakis
.
Tell
Rabban
he
either
meets
the
spice
quotas
you
set
him
or
he
’
ll
be
replaced
.
”
“
I
know
my
nephew
,
”
the
Baron
said
.
“
This
would
only
make
him
oppress
the
population
even
more
.
”
“
Of
course
he
will
!
”
Hawat
snapped
.
“
You
don
’
t
want
that
stopped
now
!
You
merely
want
your
own
hands
clean
.
Let
Rabban
make
your
Salusa
Secundus
for
you
.
There
’
s
no
need
even
to
send
him
any
prisoners
.
He
has
all
the
population
required
.
If
Rabban
is
driving
his
people
to
meet
your
spice
quotas
,
then
the
Emperor
need
suspect
no
other
motive
.
That
’
s
reason
enough
for
putting
the
planet
on
the
rack
.
And
you
,
Baron
,
will
not
show
by
word
or
action
that
there
’
s
any
other
reason
for
this
.
”
The
Baron
could
not
keep
the
sly
tone
of
admiration
out
of
his
voice
.
“
Ah
,
Hawat
,
you
are
a
devious
one
.
Now
,
how
do
we
move
into
Arrakis
and
make
use
of
what
Rabban
prepares
?
”
