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Gurney
straightened
,
eyes
narrowed
.
“
Your
question
makes
no
.
.
.
.
”
“
Are
there
?
”
Paul
barked
.
“
Arrakis
is
crawling
with
Guild
agents
.
They
’
re
buying
spice
as
though
it
were
the
most
precious
thing
in
the
universe
.
Why
else
do
you
think
we
ventured
this
far
into
.
.
.
.
”
“
It
is
the
most
precious
thing
in
the
universe
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
To
them
.
”
He
looked
toward
Stilgar
and
Chani
who
were
now
crossing
the
chamber
toward
him
.
“
And
we
control
it
,
Gurney
.
”
“
The
Harkonnens
control
it
!
”
Gurney
protested
.
“
The
people
who
can
destroy
a
thing
,
they
control
it
,
”
Paul
said
.
He
waved
a
hand
to
silence
further
remarks
from
Gurney
,
nodded
to
Stilgar
who
stopped
in
front
of
Paul
,
Chani
beside
him
.
Paul
took
the
Sardaukar
knife
in
his
left
hand
,
presented
it
to
Stilgar
.
“
You
live
for
the
good
of
the
tribe
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Could
you
draw
my
life
’
s
blood
with
that
knife
?
”
“
For
the
good
of
the
tribe
,
”
Stilgar
growled
.
