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He
slipped
it
into
his
tunic
.
For
a
moment
there
when
Yueh
had
barked
at
him
,
Paul
had
feared
the
man
would
demand
the
book
’
s
return
.
“
I
thank
you
for
the
gift
,
Dr
.
Yueh
,
”
Paul
said
,
speaking
formally
.
“
It
will
be
our
secret
.
If
there
is
a
gift
of
favor
you
wish
from
me
,
please
do
not
hesitate
to
ask
.
”
“
I
.
.
.
need
for
nothing
,
”
Yueh
said
.
And
he
thought
:
Why
do
I
stand
here
torturing
myself
?
And
torturing
this
poor
lad
.
.
.
though
he
does
not
know
it
.
Oeyh
!
Damn
those
Harkonnen
beasts
!
Why
did
they
choose
mefortheir
abomination
?
*
*
*
How
do
we
approach
the
study
of
Muad
‘
Dib
’
s
father
?
A
man
of
surpassing
warmth
and
surprising
coldness
was
the
Duke
Leto
Atreides
.
Yet
,
many
facts
open
the
way
to
this
Duke
:
his
abiding
love
for
his
Bene
Gesserit
lady
;
the
dreams
he
held
for
his
son
;
the
devotion
with
which
men
served
him
.
You
see
him
there
—
aman
snared
by
Destiny
,
a
lonely
figure
with
his
light
dimmed
behind
the
glory
of
his
son
.
Still
,
one
must
ask
:
What
is
the
son
but
an
extension
of
the
father
?
—
from
“
Muad
’
Dib
,
Family
Commentaries
”
by
the
Princess
Irulan
PAUL
WATCHED
his
father
enter
the
training
room
,
saw
the
guards
take
up
stations
outside
.
One
of
them
closed
the
door
.
As
always
,
Paul
experienced
a
sense
of
presence
in
his
father
,
someone
totally
here
.
