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　What　did　they　think　when　they　entered　this　room？　Did　they　feel　this　dislocation；　this　rejection？
　Just　a　little　extra　effort。
　He　felt　dizzy　and　wondered　if　he　were　going　to　faint。
　〃Is　something　wrong；　Duncan？〃　It　was　Leto's　most　reasonable　and　calming　tone。
　〃It's　not　real；〃　Idaho　said。　〃I　don't　belong　here。〃
　Leto　chose　to　misunderstand。　〃But　my　guard　tells　me　you　came　here　of　your　own　accord；　that　you　flew　back　from　the　Citadel　and　demanded　an　immediate　audience。〃
　〃I　mean　here；　now！　In　this　time！〃
　〃But　I　need　you。〃
　〃For　what？〃
　〃Look　around　you；　Duncan。　The　ways　you　can　help　me　are　so　numerous　that　you　could　not　do　them　all。〃
　〃But　your　women　won't　let　me　fight！　Every　time　I　want　to　go　where。。　。〃
　〃Do　you　question　that　you're　more　valuable　alive　than　dead？〃　Leto　made　a　clucking　sound；　then：　〃Use　your　wits；　Duncan！　That's　what　I　value。〃
　〃And　my　sperm。　You　value　that。〃
　〃Your　sperm　is　your　own　to　put　where　you　wish。〃
　〃I　will　not　leave　a　widow　and　orphans　behind　me　the　way。。。
　〃Duncan！　I've　said　the　choice　is　yours。〃
　Idaho　swallowed；　then：　〃You've　mitted　a　crime　against　us；　Leto；　against　all　of　us…the　gholas　you　resurrect　without　ever　asking　us　if　that's　what　we　want。〃
　This　was　a　new　turn　in　Duncan…thinking。　Leto　peered　at　Idaho　with　renewed　interest。
　〃What　crime？〃
　〃Oh；　I've　heard　you　spouting　your　deep　thoughts；〃　Idaho　accused。　He　hooked　a　thumb　over　his　shoulder；　pointing　at　the　room's　entrance。　〃Did　you　know　you　can　be　heard　out　there　in　the　anteroom？〃
　〃When　I　wish　to　be　heard；　yes。〃　But　only　my　journals　hear　it　all！　〃I　would　like　to　know　the　nature　of　my　crime；　though。〃
　〃There's　a　time；　Leto；　a　time　when　you're　alive。　A　time　when　you're　supposed　to　be　alive。　It　can　have　a　magic；　that　time；　while　you're　living　it。　You　know　you're　never　going　to　see　a　time　like　that　again。〃
　Leto　blinked；　touched　by　the　Duncan's　distress。　The　words　were　evocative。
　Idaho　raised　both　hands；　palms　up；　to　chest…height；　a　beggar　Asking　for　something　he　knew　he　could　not　receive。
　〃Then。。。one　day　you　wake　up　and　you　remember　dying。。。and　you　remember　the　axlotl　tank。。。and　the　Tleilaxu　nastiness　which　awakened　you。。。and　it's　supposed　to　start　all　over　again。　But　it　doesn't。　It　never　does；　Leto。　That's　a　crime！〃
　〃I　have　taken　away　the　magic？〃
　〃Yes！〃
　Idaho　dropped　his　hands　to　his　sides　and　clenched　them　into　fists。　He　felt　that　he　stood　alone　in　the　path　of　a　millrace　tide　which　would　overwhelm　him　at　his　slightest　relaxation。
　And　what　of　my　time？　Leto　thought。　This；　too；　will　never　happen　again。　But　the　Duncan　would　not　understand　the　difference。
　〃What　brought　you　rushing　back　from　the　Citadel？〃　Leto　asked。
　Idaho　took　a　deep　breath；　then：　〃Is　it　true？　You're　to　be　married？〃
　〃That's　correct。〃
　〃To　this　Hwi　Noree；　the　Ixian　Ambassador？〃
　〃True。〃
　Idaho　darted　a　quick　glance　along　Leto's　supine　length。
　They　always　look　for　genitalia；　Leto　thought。　Perhaps　I　should　have　something　made；　a　gross　protuberance　to　shock　them。　He　choked　back　the　small　burst　of　amusement　which　threatened　to　erupt　from　his　throat。　Another　emotion　amplified。　Thank　you；　Hwi。　Thank　you；　lxians。
　Idaho　shook　his　head。　〃But　you。　。　。〃
　〃There　are　strong　elements　to　a　marriage　other　than　sex；〃　Leto　said。　〃Will　we　have　children　of　our　flesh？　No。　But　the　effects　of　this　union　will　be　profound。〃
　〃I　listened　while　you　were　talking　to　Moneo；〃　Idaho　said。　〃I　thought　it　must　be　some　kind　of　joke；　a　。　。　。〃
　〃Careful；　Duncan！〃
　〃Do　you　love　her？〃
　〃More　deeply　than　any　man　ever　loved　a　woman。〃
　〃Well；　what　about　her？　Does　she。。　。〃
　〃She　feels。。。a　pelling　passion；　a　need　to　share　with　me；　to　give　whatever　she　can　give。　It　is　her　nature。〃
　Idaho　suppressed　a　feeling　of　revulsion。
　〃Moneo's　right。　They'll　believe　the　Tleilaxu　stories。〃
　〃That　is　one　of　the　profound　effects。〃
　〃And　you　still　want　me　to。。。to　mate　with　Siona！〃
　〃You　know　my　wishes。　I　leave　the　choice　to　you。〃
　〃Who's　that　Nayla　woman？〃
　〃You've　met　Nayla！　Good。〃
　〃She　and　Siona　act　like　sisters。　That　big　hunk！　What's　going　on　there；　Leto？〃
　〃What　would　you　want　to　go　on？　And　what　does　it　matter？〃　〃I've　never　met　such　a　brute！　She　reminds　me　of　Beast　Rabban。　You'd　never　know　she　was　female　if　she　didn't。　。　。〃
　〃You　have　met　her　before；〃　Leto　said。　〃You　knew　her　as　Friend。〃
　Idaho　stared　at　him　in　quick　silence；　the　silence　of　a　burrowing　creature　who　senses　the　hawk。
　〃Then　you　trust　her；〃　Idaho　said。
　〃Trust？　What　is　trust？〃
　The　moment　arrives；　Leto　thought。　He　could　see　it　shaping　in　Idaho's　thoughts。
　〃Trust　is　what　goes　with　a　pledge　of　loyalty；〃　Idaho　said。　〃Such　as　the　trust　between　you　and　me？〃　Leto　asked。
　A　bitter　smile　touched　Idaho's　lips。　〃So　that's　what　you're　doing　with　Hwi　Noree？　A　marriage；　a　pledge。。。〃
　〃Hwi　and　I　already　have　trust　for　each　other。〃
　〃Do　you　trust　me；　Leto？〃
　〃If　I　cannot　trust　Duncan　Idaho；　I　cannot　trust　anyone。〃
　〃And　if　I　can't　trust　you？〃
　〃Then　I　pity　you。〃
　Idaho　took　this　as　almost　a　physical　shock。　His　eyes　were　wide　with　unspoken　demands。　He　wanted　to　trust。　He　wanted　the　magic　which　would　never　e　again。
　Idaho　indicated　his　thoughts　were　taking　off　in　an　odd　tangent　then。
　〃Can　they　hear　us　out　in　the　anteroom？〃　he　asked。
　〃No。〃　But　my　journals　hear！
　〃Moneo　was　furious。　Anyone　could　see　it。　But　he　went　away　like　a　docile　lamb。〃
　〃Moneo　is　an　aristocrat。　He　is　married　to　duty；　to　responsibilities。　When　he　is　reminded　of　these　things；　his　anger　vanishes。〃
　〃So　that's　how　you　control　him；〃　Idaho　said。
　〃He　controls　himself；〃　Leto　said；　remembering　how　Moneo　had　glanced　up　from　the　note…taking；　not　for　reassurances；　but　to　prompt　his　sense　of　duty。
　〃No；〃　Idaho　said。　〃He　doesn't　control　himself。　You　do　it。〃
　〃Moneo　has　locked　himself　into　his　past。　I　did　not　do　that。〃
　〃But　he's　an　aristocrat。。。an　Atreides。〃
　Leto　recalled　Moneo's　aging　features；　thinking　how　inevitable　it　was　that　the　aristocrat　would　refuse　his　final　duty…which　was　to　step　aside　and　vanish　into　history。　He　would　have　to　be　driven　aside。　And　he　would　be。　No　aristocrat　had　ever　overe　the　demands　of　change。
　Idaho　was　not　through。　〃Are　you　an　aristocrat；　Leto？〃
　Leto　smiled。　〃The　ultimate　aristocrat　dies　within　me。〃　And　he　thought：　Privilege　bees　arrogance。　Arrogance　promotes　injustice。　The　seeds　of　ruin　blossom。
　〃Maybe　I　will　not　attend　your　wedding；〃　Idaho　said。　〃I　never　thought　of　myself　as　an　aristocrat。〃
　〃But　you　were。　You　were　the　aristocrat　of　the　sword。〃
　〃Paul　was　better；〃　Idaho　said。
　Leto　spoke　in　the　voice　of　Muad'Dib：　〃Because　you　taught　me！〃　He　resumed　his　normal　tones：　〃The　aristocrat's　unspoken　duty…to　teach；　and　sometimes　by　horrible　example。〃
　And　he　thought：　Pride　of　birth　trails　out　into　penury　and　the　weaknesses　of　interbreeding。　The　way　is　opened　for　pride　of　wealth　and　acplishment。　Enter　the　nouveaux　riches；　riding　to　power　as　the　Harkonnens　did；　on　the　backs　of　the　ancient　regime。
　The　cycle　repeated　itself　with　such　persistence　that　Leto　felt　anyone　should　have　seen　how　it　must　be　built　into　long　forgotten　survival　patterns　which　the　species　had　outgrown；　but　never　lost。
　But　no；　we　still　carry　the　detritus　which　I　must　weed　out。
　〃Is　there　some　frontier？〃　Idaho　asked。　〃Is　there　some　frontier　where　I　could　go　and　never　again　be　a　part　of　this？〃
　〃If　there　is　to　be　any　frontier；　you　must　help　me　create　it；〃　Leto　said。　〃There　is　now　no　place　to　go　where　others　of　us　cannot　follow　and　find　you。〃
　〃Then　you　won't　let　me　go。〃
　〃Go　if　you　wish。　Others　of　you　have　tried　it。　I　tell　you　there　is　no　frontier；　no　place　to　hide。　Right　now；　as　it　has　been　for　a　long；　long　time；　humankind　is　like　a　single…celled　creature；　bound　together　by　a　dangerous　glue。〃
　〃No　new　planets？　No　strange。。　。〃
　〃Oh；　we　grow；　but　we　do　not　separate。〃
　〃Because　you　hold　us　together！〃　he　accused。
　〃I　do　not　know　if　you　can　understand　this；　Duncan；　but　if　there　is　a　frontier；　any　kind　of　frontier；　then　what　lies　behind　you　cannot　be　more　important　than　what　lies　ahead。〃
　〃You're　the　past！〃
　〃No；　Moneo　is　the　past。　He　is　quick　to　raise　the　traditional　aristocratic　barriers　against　all　frontiers。　You　must　understand　the　power　of　those　barriers。　They　not　only　enclose　planets　and　land　on　those　planets；　they　enclose　ideas。　They　repress　change。〃
　〃You　repress　change！〃
　He　will　not　deviate；　Leto　thought。　One　more　try。
　〃The　surest　sign　that　an　aristocracy　exists　is　the　discovery　of　barriers　against　change；　curtains　of　iron　or　steel　or　stone　or　of　any　substance　which　excludes　the　new；　the　different。〃
　〃I　know　there　must　be　a　frontier　somewhere；〃　Idaho　said。　〃You're　hiding　it。〃
　〃I　hide　nothing　of　frontiers。　I　want　frontiers！　I　want　surprises！〃
　They　e　right　up　against　it；　Leto　thought。　Then　they　refuse　to　enter。
　True　to　this　prediction；　Idaho's　thoughts　darted　off　on　a　new　tack。　〃Did　you　really　have　Face　Dancers　perform　at　your　betrothal？〃
　Leto　felt　a　surge　of　anger；　followed　immediately　by　a　wry　enjoyment　of　the　fact　that　he　could　experience　the　emotion　in　such　depth。　He　wanted　to　let　it　shout　at　Duncan。。。but　that　would　solve　nothing…
　〃The　Face　Dancers　performed；〃　he　said。
　。Why？〃
　〃I　want　everyone　to　share　in　my　happin