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“
Speak
up
,
”
Paul
said
,
“
or
your
Emperor
may
die
.
”
The
man
blinked
,
swallowed
.
“
Who
am
I
?
”
Paul
demanded
.
“
You
are
the
Duke
Paul
Atreides
,
”
the
man
husked
.
He
seemed
too
submissive
to
Paul
,
but
then
the
Sardaukar
had
never
been
prepared
for
such
happenings
as
this
day
.
They
’
d
never
known
anything
but
victory
which
,
Paul
realized
,
could
be
a
weakness
in
itself
.
He
put
that
thought
aside
for
later
consideration
in
his
own
training
program
.
“
I
have
a
message
for
you
to
carry
to
the
Emperor
,
”
Paul
said
.
And
he
couched
his
words
in
the
ancient
formula
:
“
I
,
a
Duke
of
a
Great
House
,
an
Imperial
Kinsman
,
give
my
word
of
bond
under
the
Convention
.
If
the
Emperor
and
his
people
lay
down
their
arms
and
come
to
me
here
I
will
guard
their
lives
with
my
own
.
”
Paul
held
up
his
left
hand
with
the
ducal
signet
for
the
Sardaukar
to
see
.
“
I
swear
it
by
this
.
”
The
man
wet
his
lips
with
his
tongue
,
glanced
at
Gurney
.
“
Yes
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Who
but
an
Atreides
could
command
the
allegiance
of
Gurney
Halleck
.
”
