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Book One: Dune
“BeneGesseritain’tallhighborn,”thepilotsaid.
“Buttheyalllooksheighty.”
Hecanseemeplainenough,Jessicathought.Shebroughtherboundlegsupontotheseat,curledintoasinuousball,staringatScarface.
“Realpretty,sheis,”Kinetsaid.Hewethislipswithhistongue.“Suredoseemashame.”HelookedatCzigo.
“YouthinkingwhatIthinkyou’rethinking?”thepilotasked.
“Who’dbetoknow?”theguardasked.“Afterwards....”Heshrugged.“Ijustneverhadmenohighborns.Mightnevergetachancelikethisoneagain.”
“Youlayahandonmymother....”Paulgrated.HeglaredatScarface.
“Hey!”thepilotlaughed.“Cub’sgotabark.Ain’tgotnobite,though.”
AndJessicathought:Paul’spitchinghisvoicetoohigh.Itmaywork,though.
Theyflewoninsilence.
Thesepoorfools,Jessicathought,studyingherguardsandreviewingtheBaron’swords.They’llbekilledassoonastheyreportsuccessontheirmission.
TheBaronwantsnowitnesses.
The’thopterbankedoverthesouthernrimoftheShieldWall,andJessicasawamoonshadowedexpanseofsandbeneaththem.
“Thisoughtabefarenough,”thepilotsaid.“Thetraitorsaidtoput’emonthesandanywhereneartheShieldWall.”Hedippedthecrafttowardthedunesinalong,fallingstoop,broughtitupstifflyoverthedesertsurface.
JessicasawPaulbegintakingtherhythmicbreathsofthecalmingexercise.
Heclosedhiseyes,openedthem.Jessicastared,helplesstoaidhim.Hehasn’tmasteredtheVoiceyet,shethought,ifhefails....
