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Book One: Dune
“Isitreallythatterrible,thisplanetofArrakis?”
“Badenough,butnotallbad.TheMissionariaProtectivahasbeeninthereandsofteneditupsomewhat.”TheReverendMotherheavedherselftoherfeet,straightenedafoldinhergown.“Calltheboyinhere.Imustbeleavingsoon.”
“Mustyou?”
Theoldwoman’svoicesoftened.“Jessica,girl,IwishIcouldstandinyourplaceandtakeyoursufferings.Buteachofusmustmakeherownpath.”
“Iknow.”
“You’reasdeartomeasanyofmyowndaughters,butIcannotletthatinterferewithduty.”
“Iunderstand...thenecessity.”
“Whatyoudid,Jessica,andwhyyoudidit—webothknow.Butkindnessforcesmetotellyouthere’slittlechanceyourladwillbetheBeneGesseritTotality.Youmustn’tletyourselfhopetoomuch.”
Jessicashooktearsfromthecornersofhereyes.Itwasanangrygesture.
“Youmakemefeellikealittlegirlagain—recitingmyfirstlesson.”Sheforcedthewordsout:“‘Humansmustneversubmittoanimals.’”Adrysobshookher.
Inalowvoice,shesaid:“I’vebeensolonely.”
“Itshouldbeoneofthetests,”theoldwomansaid.“Humansarealmostalwayslonely.Nowsummontheboy.He’shadalong,frighteningday.Buthe’shadtimetothinkandremember,andImustasktheotherquestionsaboutthesedreamsofhis.”
Jessicanodded,wenttothedooroftheMeditationChamber,openedit.
“Paul,comeinnow,please.”
Paulemergedwithastubbornslowness.Hestaredathismotherasthoughshewereastranger.
