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Book One: Dune
“Wemaybeabletosalvageyou.Doubtful,butpossible.Butforyourfather,nothing.Whenyou’velearnedtoacceptthatasafact,you’velearnedarealBeneGesseritlesson.”
Paulsawhowthewordsshookhismother.Heglaredattheoldwoman.Howcouldshesaysuchathingabouthisfather?Whatmadehersosure?Hismindseethedwithresentment.
TheReverendMotherlookedatJessica.“You’vebeentraininghimintheWay—I’veseenthesignsofit.I’dhavedonethesameinyourshoesanddeviltaketheRules.”
Jessicanodded.
“Now,Icautionyou,”saidtheoldwoman,“toignoretheregularorderoftraining.HisownsafetyrequirestheVoice.Healreadyhasagoodstartinit,butwebothknowhowmuchmoreheneeds...andthatdesperately.”ShesteppedclosetoPaul,stareddownathim.“Goodbye,younghuman.Ihopeyoumakeit.
Butifyoudon’t—well,weshallyetsucceed.”
OncemoreshelookedatJessica.Aflickersignofunderstandingpassedbetweenthem.Thentheoldwomansweptfromtheroom,herrobeshissing,withnotanotherbackwardglance.Theroomanditsoccupantsalreadywereshutfromherthoughts.
ButJessicahadcaughtoneglimpseoftheReverendMother’sfaceassheturnedaway.Therehadbeentearsontheseamedcheeks.Thetearsweremoreunnervingthananyotherwordorsignthathadpassedbetweenthemthisday.
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YouhavereadthatMuad‘DibhadnoplaymateshisownageonCaladan.Thedangersweretoogreat.
ButMuad’Dibdidhavewonderfulcompanion-teachers.TherewasGurneyHalleck,thetroubadour-warrior.
