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“
What
you
have
not
done
,
”
Paul
said
,
“
is
heard
my
mother
sobbing
in
the
night
over
her
lost
Duke
.
You
have
not
seen
her
eyes
stab
flame
when
she
speaks
of
killing
Harkonnens
.
”
So
he
has
listened
,
she
thought
.
Tears
blinded
her
eyes
.
“
What
you
have
not
done
,
”
Paul
went
on
,
“
is
remembered
the
lessons
you
learned
in
a
Harkonnen
slave
pit
.
You
speak
of
pride
in
my
father
’
s
friendship
!
Didn
’
t
you
learn
the
difference
between
Harkonnen
and
Atreides
so
that
you
could
smell
a
Harkonnen
trick
by
the
stink
they
left
on
it
?
Didn
’
t
you
learn
that
Atreides
loyalty
is
bought
with
love
while
the
Harkonnen
coin
is
hate
?
Couldn
’
t
you
see
through
to
the
very
nature
of
this
betrayal
?
”
“
But
Yueh
?
”
Gurney
muttered
.
“
The
evidence
we
have
is
Yueh
’
s
own
message
to
us
admitting
his
treachery
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
I
swear
this
to
you
by
the
love
I
hold
for
you
,
a
love
I
will
still
hold
even
after
I
leave
you
dead
on
this
floor
.
”
Hearing
her
son
,
Jessica
marveled
at
the
awareness
in
him
,
the
penetrating
insight
of
his
intelligence
.
“
My
father
had
an
instinct
for
his
friends
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
He
gave
his
love
sparingly
,
but
with
never
an
error
.
His
weakness
lay
in
misunderstanding
hatred
.
He
thought
anyone
who
hated
Harkonnens
could
not
betray
him
.
”
He
glanced
at
his
mother
.
“
She
knows
this
.
I
’
ve
given
her
my
father
’
s
message
that
he
never
distrusted
her
.
”
