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“
Arrakis
has
special
problems
,
costs
are
higher
,
and
there
’
d
be
maintenance
and
the
like
.
The
Guild
wants
a
dreadful
high
price
for
satellite
control
and
your
father
’
s
House
isn
’
t
one
of
the
big
rich
ones
,
lad
.
You
know
that
.
”
“
Have
you
ever
seen
the
Fremen
?
”
The
lad
’
s
mind
is
darting
all
over
today
,
Hawat
thought
.
“
Like
as
not
I
have
seen
them
,
”
he
said
.
“
There
’
s
little
to
tell
them
from
the
folk
of
the
graben
and
sink
.
They
all
wear
those
great
flowing
robes
.
And
they
stink
to
heaven
in
any
closed
space
.
It
’
s
from
those
suits
they
wear
—
call
them
‘
stulsuits
’
—
that
reclaim
the
body
’
s
own
water
.
”
Paul
swallowed
,
suddenly
aware
of
the
moisture
in
his
mouth
,
remembering
a
dream
of
thirst
.
That
people
could
want
so
for
water
they
had
to
recycle
their
body
moisture
struck
him
with
a
feeling
of
desolation
.
“
Water
’
s
precious
there
,
”
he
said
.
Hawat
nodded
,
thinking
:
Perhaps
I
’
m
doing
it
,
getting
across
to
him
the
importance
of
this
planet
as
an
enemy
.
It
’
s
madness
to
go
in
there
without
that
caution
in
our
minds
.
Paul
looked
up
at
the
skylight
,
aware
that
it
had
begun
to
rain
.
He
saw
the
spreading
wetness
on
the
gray
meta
-
glass
.
“
Water
,
”
he
said
.
“
You
’
ll
learn
a
great
concern
for
water
,
”
Hawat
said
.
“
As
the
Duke
’
s
son
you
’
ll
never
want
for
it
,
but
you
’
ll
see
the
pressures
of
thirst
all
around
you
.
”
Paul
wet
his
lips
with
his
tongue
,
thinking
back
to
the
day
a
week
ago
and
the
ordeal
with
the
Reverend
Mother
.
She
,
too
,
had
said
something
about
water
starvation
.
“
You
’
ll
learn
about
the
funeral
plains
,
”
she
’
d
said
,
“
about
the
wilderness
that
is
empty
,
the
wasteland
where
nothing
lives
except
the
spice
and
the
sandworms
.
