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Yueh
shrugged
.
Long
ago
,
he
had
realized
Jessica
was
not
gifted
with
the
full
Truthsay
as
his
Wanna
had
been
.
Still
,
he
always
used
the
truth
with
Jessica
whenever
possible
.
It
was
safest
.
“
You
’
ve
seen
this
place
,
my
.
.
.
Jessica
.
”
He
stumbled
over
the
name
,
plunged
ahead
:
“
So
barren
after
Caladan
.
And
the
people
!
Those
townswomen
we
passed
on
the
way
here
wailing
beneath
their
veils
.
The
way
they
looked
at
us
.
”
She
folded
her
arms
across
her
breast
,
hugging
herself
,
feeling
the
crysknife
there
,
a
blade
ground
from
a
sandworm
’
s
tooth
,
if
the
reports
were
right
.
“
It
’
s
just
that
we
’
re
strange
to
them
—
different
people
,
different
customs
.
They
’
ve
known
only
the
Harkonnens
.
”
She
looked
past
him
out
the
windows
.
“
What
were
you
staring
at
out
there
?
”
He
turned
back
to
the
window
.
“
The
people
.
”
Jessica
crossed
to
his
side
,
looked
to
the
left
toward
the
front
of
the
house
where
Yueh
’
s
attention
was
focused
.
A
line
of
twenty
palm
trees
grew
there
,
the
ground
beneath
them
swept
clean
,
barren
.
A
screen
fence
separated
them
from
the
road
upon
which
robed
people
were
passing
.
Jessica
detected
a
faint
shimmering
in
the
air
between
her
and
the
people
—
a
house
shield
—
and
went
on
to
study
the
passing
throng
,
wondering
why
Yueh
found
them
so
absorbing
.
The
pattern
emerged
and
she
put
a
hand
to
her
cheek
.
The
way
the
passing
people
looked
at
the
palm
trees
!
She
saw
envy
,
some
hate
.
.
.
even
a
sense
of
hope
.
Each
person
raked
those
trees
with
a
fixity
of
expression
.
“
Do
you
know
what
they
’
re
thinking
?
”
Yueh
asked
.
“
You
profess
to
read
minds
?
”
she
asked
.
“
Those
minds
,
”
he
said
.
“
They
look
at
those
trees
and
they
think
:
‘
There
are
one
hundred
of
us
.
’
That
’
s
what
they
think
.
”
She
turned
a
puzzled
frown
on
him
.
“
Why
?
”
