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"No." He spoke reluctantly. "My words angered him. He said: `You think that in a world without birds, men would not invent aircraft Men can invent anything"'

"Then you fear the lxians?"

"I suggested to Malky that there might be some things men should not invent."

"Then you fear the lxians?"

"He was right. And although he denied it, he spoke the truth. He taught me that there was a reason for running away from inventions."

"Then what could you do?"

"No." He spoke reluctantly. "My words angered him. He said: `You think that in a world without birds, men would not invent aircraft Men can invent anything"'

"Then you fear the lxians?"

"I have no inner eye, no inner voices," she said. "But I have seen my Lord Leto, whose soul I love, and I know the only thing that you truly understand."

He broke from her gaze, fearful of what she might say. The trembling of his hands could be felt all through his front segment.

"He was right. And although he denied it, he spoke the truth. He taught me that there was a reason for running away from inventions."

"I have no inner eye, no inner voices," she said. "But I have seen my Lord Leto, whose soul I love, and I know the only thing that you truly understand."

"You already know the answer."

"What have you seen?" he whispered.

"Then what could you do?"

"Then you fear the lxians?"

He turned a startled glance on her and found himself locked in her gaze. It was astonishing. He could not move his eyes away from her. A profound fear coursed through and he felt his hands begin to twitch.

"I suggested to Malky that there might be some things men should not invent."

Leto looked away from her and focused on Moneo's back, the motions of the majordomo, the tucked-in pretenses of secrecy so apparent there. The procession had come off the first gentle incline. It turned now to begin the climb onto Ringwall West. Moneo moved as he had always moved, one foot ahead of another, aware of the ground where he would place each step, but there was something new in the majordomo. Leto could feel the man drawing away, no longer content to march beside his Lord's cowled face, no longer trying to match himself to his master's destiny. Off to the east, the Sareer waited. Off to the west, there was the river, the plantations. Moneo looked neither left nor right. He had seen another destination.

He broke from her gaze, fearful of what she might say. The trembling of his hands could be felt all through his front segment.

"Yes. I am beginning to understand something of you," she said. "I can sense some of your fears. And I think I already know where it is that you live."

"I have no inner eye, no inner voices," she said. "But I have seen my Lord Leto, whose soul I love, and I know the only thing that you truly understand."

"Run faster. History is a constant race between invention and catastrophe. Education helps but it's never enough. You also must run."

"Run faster. History is a constant race between invention and catastrophe. Education helps but it's never enough. You also must run."

"And that's all?"

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