"These Harkonnen creatures you eliminated," the Duke said, "were they
propertied?"
"Most were well situated, my Lord--in the entrepreneur class."
"I want you to forge certificates of allegiance over the signatures of each
of them," the Duke said. "File copies with the Judge of the Change. We'll take
the legal position that they stayed under false allegiance. Confiscate their
property, take everything, turn out their families, strip them. And make sure
the Crown gets its ten per cent. It must be entirely legal."
Thufir smiled, revealing red-stained teeth beneath the carmine lips. "A move
worthy of your grandsire, my Lord. It shames me I didn't think of it first."
Halleck frowned across the table, surprised a deep scowl on Paul's face.
The
others were smiling and nodding.
It's wrong, Paul thought. This'll only make the others fight all the harder.
They've nothing to gain by surrendering.
Paul's idea seems naive. What would he have done with the Harkonnen
conspirators if not punish them?
Hugged them and offered them beer.
Sure he loves Harkonnens, but he killed half of Gurney's smuggler friends!