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The someone had told him to wait until he was near the Baron. Who had told

That's the Baron, that fuzzy gray shape there, Leto thought. The shape

There was a table. Leto saw the table quite clearly. And a gross, fat man on

A silky voice, that one. That was Piter.

that held his tingling body in the chair. He was aware there had been a passage

Time became a sequence of layers for the Duke. He drifted up through them. I

that held his tingling body in the chair. He was aware there had been a passage

A silky voice, that one. That was Piter.

"How long will he remain drugged like this?" the Baron asked.

There was a table. Leto saw the table quite clearly. And a gross, fat man on

A rumbling basso: the Baron.

Time became a sequence of layers for the Duke. He drifted up through them. I

expanded and contracted. It grew brighter and darker. It folded into blackness

A rumbling basso: the Baron.

The someone had told him to wait until he was near the Baron. Who had told

"How long will he remain drugged like this?" the Baron asked.

expanded and contracted. It grew brighter and darker. It folded into blackness

danced back and forth, swaying with the movement of the room. And the room

himself sitting in a chair across from the fat man, felt the chains, the straps

That's the Baron, that fuzzy gray shape there, Leto thought. The shape

"Perhaps," the Baron muttered. Again, he turned to the night-blackened

expanded and contracted. It grew brighter and darker. It folded into blackness

himself sitting in a chair across from the fat man, felt the chains, the straps