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

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

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

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

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

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

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

of time, but its length escaped him.

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

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

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

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

A rumbling basso: the Baron.

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

of time, but its length escaped him.

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

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

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

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