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Have pity, my king! He has told of a struggle with sufferings manifold and oppressive—may the like befall no friend of mine!  And if, my king, you hate the hateful Atreids, then, turning their wrongdoing to this man's gain,  I would take him in your swift, well-rigged ship to the home for which he longs, and so escape the god's just wrath.
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