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“
You
thought
you
were
doing
a
thing
for
Leto
,
”
she
said
,
“
and
for
this
I
honor
you
.
”
“
My
Lady
,
”
Gurney
said
.
He
dropped
his
chin
to
his
chest
,
squeezed
his
eyelids
closed
against
the
tears
.
“
Let
us
think
of
this
as
a
misunderstanding
among
old
friends
,
”
she
said
,
and
Paul
heard
the
soothers
,
the
adjusting
tones
in
her
voice
.
“
It
’
s
over
and
we
can
be
thankful
we
’
ll
never
again
have
that
sort
of
misunderstanding
between
us
.
”
Gurney
opened
eyes
bright
with
moisture
,
looked
down
at
her
.
“
The
Gurney
Halleck
I
knew
was
a
man
adept
with
both
blade
and
baliset
,
”
Jessica
said
.
“
It
was
the
man
of
the
baliset
I
most
admired
.
Doesn
’
t
that
Gurney
Halleck
remember
how
I
used
to
enjoy
listening
by
the
hour
while
he
played
for
me
?
Do
you
still
have
a
baliset
,
Gurney
?
”
“
I
’
ve
a
new
one
,
”
Gurney
said
.
“
Brought
from
Chusuk
,
a
sweet
instrument
.
Plays
like
a
genuine
Varota
,
though
there
’
s
no
signature
on
it
.
I
think
myself
it
was
made
by
a
student
of
Varota
’
s
who
.
.
.
.
”
He
broke
off
.
“
What
can
I
say
to
you
,
my
Lady
?
Here
we
prattle
about
—
”
“
Not
prattle
,
Gurney
,
”
Paul
said
.
He
crossed
to
stand
beside
his
mother
,
eye
to
eye
with
Gurney
.
“
Not
prattle
,
but
a
thing
that
brings
happiness
between
friends
.
I
’
d
take
it
a
kindness
if
you
’
d
play
for
her
now
.
Battle
planning
can
wait
a
little
while
.
We
’
ll
not
be
going
into
the
fight
till
tomorrow
at
any
rate
.
”
“
I
.
.
.
I
’
ll
get
my
baliset
,
”
Gurney
said
.
“
It
’
s
in
the
passage
.
”
He
stepped
around
them
and
through
the
hangings
.
Paul
put
a
hand
on
his
mother
’
s
arm
,
found
that
she
was
trembling
.
