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"Princess," Edric said, "make your choice. You have been chosen as an instrument of destiny, the very finest"

"Ah, yes," Scytale agreed. "We are energetic and we learn quickly. This makes us the one true hope, the certain salvation of humankind." He spoke in the speech mode for absolute conviction, which was perhaps the ultimate sneer coming, as it did, from a Tleilaxu.

Before the Face Dancer could answer, Edric cleared his throat, said: "Let us not bandy philosophical nonsense. Every question can be boiled down to the one: 'Why is there anything?' Every religious, business and governmental question has the single derivative: 'Who will exercise the power?' Alliances, combines, complexes, they all chase mirages unless they go for the power. All else is nonsense, as most thinking beings come to realize."

"Or perhaps the Emperor's mother," Scytale said. "The Lady Jessica, I understand, remains on Caladan, but is in frequent communication with her son."

"Stop talking riddles" Irulan snapped. "What is this ghost?"

"That traitorous bitch," Mohiam said, voice level. "Would I might disown my own hands which trained her."

"Princess," Edric said, "make your choice. You have been chosen as an instrument of destiny, the very finest"

"Ah, yes," Scytale agreed. "We are energetic and we learn quickly. This makes us the one true hope, the certain salvation of humankind." He spoke in the speech mode for absolute conviction, which was perhaps the ultimate sneer coming, as it did, from a Tleilaxu.

Only the Reverend Mother appeared to understand the subtlety. "Why?" she asked, directing the question at Scytale.

"We haven't even convinced ourselves," Scytale said.

"That traitorous bitch," Mohiam said, voice level. "Would I might disown my own hands which trained her."

Only the Reverend Mother appeared to understand the subtlety. "Why?" she asked, directing the question at Scytale.

"Our conspiracy requires a lever," Scytale said.

"That traitorous bitch," Mohiam said, voice level. "Would I might disown my own hands which trained her."

"A Tleilaxu ghola," Irulan whispered, looking sideways at Scytale.

"I suggest the Combine Honnete Ober Advancer Mercantiles," Edric said, turning in his tank. "CHOAM is business and business follows profits."

"Or perhaps the Emperor's mother," Scytale said. "The Lady Jessica, I understand, remains on Caladan, but is in frequent communication with her son."

"I suggest the Combine Honnete Ober Advancer Mercantiles," Edric said, turning in his tank. "CHOAM is business and business follows profits."

"That traitorous bitch," Mohiam said, voice level. "Would I might disown my own hands which trained her."

"Princess," Edric said, "make your choice. You have been chosen as an instrument of destiny, the very finest"

"Princess," Edric said, "make your choice. You have been chosen as an instrument of destiny, the very finest"

"Idaho's dead," Irulan said. "Paul has mourned the loss often in my presence. He saw Idaho killed by my father's Sardaukar."

"That traitorous bitch," Mohiam said, voice level. "Would I might disown my own hands which trained her."

Scytale, observing her attention, exercised his Face-Dancer powers - shape flowing into shape, flesh moving and readjusting. Presently, a slender man stood before her. The face remained somewhat round, but darker and with slightly flattened features. High cheekbones formed shelves for eyes with definite epicanthic folds. The hair was black and unruly.

Scytale, observing her attention, exercised his Face-Dancer powers - shape flowing into shape, flesh moving and readjusting. Presently, a slender man stood before her. The face remained somewhat round, but darker and with slightly flattened features. High cheekbones formed shelves for eyes with definite epicanthic folds. The hair was black and unruly.

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