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Book Two: Muad‘dib
“YethecouldbetheLisanal-Gaib,”Stilgarsaid.
He’slookingforanomen!Jessicathought.
“Butthewoman,”thevoiceabovethemsaid.
Jessicareadiedherselfanew.Therehadbeendeathinthatvoice.
“Yes,thewoman,”Stilgarsaid.“Andherwater.”
“Youknowthelaw,”saidthevoicefromtherocks.“Oneswhocannotlivewiththedesert—”
“Bequiet,”Stilgarsaid.“Timeschange.”
“DidLietcommandthis?”askedthevoicefromtherocks.
“Youheardthevoiceofthecielago,Jamis,”Stilgarsaid.“Whydoyoupressme?”
AndJessicathought:Cielago!theclueofthetongueopenedwideavenuesofunderstanding:thiswasthelanguageofIlmandFiqh,andcielagomeantbat,asmallflyingmammal.Voiceofthecielago:theyhadreceivedadistransmessagetoseekPaulandherself.
“Ibutremindyouofyourduties,friendStilgar,”saidthevoiceabovethem.
“Mydutyisthestrengthofthetribe,”Stilgarsaid.“Thatismyonlyduty.Ineednoonetoremindmeofit.Thischild-maninterestsme.Heisfull-fleshed.
Hehaslivedonmuchwater.Hehaslivedawayfromthefathersun.Hehasnottheeyesoftheibad.Yethedoesnotspeakoractlikeaweaklingofthepans.
Nordidhisfather.Howcanthisbe?”
“Wecannotstayouthereallnightarguing,”saidthevoicefromtherocks.
“Ifapatrol—”
“Iwillnottellyouagain,Jamis,tobequiet,”Stilgarsaid.
Themanabovethemremainedsilent,butJessicaheardhimmoving,crossingbyaleapoveradefileandworkinghiswaydowntothebasinfloorontheirleft.
