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Book Two: Muad‘dib
Aiee-e-e!Woman!Icarenotifyoukillme!Hewashonorableandbrave,butitwasstupidtoputhimselfinthewayoftheHarkonnenfist!”
Silence.
Presently,Jessicasaid:“Hehadnochoice,butwe’llnotargueit.Now,tellthatmanofyoursbehindthebushovertheretostoptryingtobringhisweapontobearonme,orI’llridtheuniverseofyouandtakehimnext.”
“Youthere!”Stilgarroared.“Doasshesays!”
“But,Stil—”
“Doasshesays,youwormfaced,crawling,sand-brainedpieceoflizardturd!
DoitorI’llhelpherdismemberyou!Can’tyouseetheworthofthiswoman?”
Themanatthebushstraightenedfromhispartialconcealment,loweredhisweapon.
“Hehasobeyed,”Stilgarsaid.
“Now,”Jessicasaid,“explainclearlytoyourpeoplewhatitisyouwishofme.Iwantnoyounghotheadtomakeafoolishmistake.”
“Whenweslipintothevillagesandtownswemustmaskourorigin,blendwiththepanandgrabenfolk,”Stilgarsaid.“Wecarrynoweapons,forthecrysknifeissacred.Butyou,woman,youhavetheweirdingabilityofbattle.
We’donlyheardofitandmanydoubted,butonecannotdoubtwhatheseeswithhisowneyes.YoumasteredanarmedFremen.Thisisaweaponnosearchcouldexpose.”
TherewasastirringinthebasinasStilgar’swordssankhome.
“AndifIagreetoteachyouthe...weirdingway?”
“Mycountenanceforyouaswellasyourson.”
“Howcanwebesureofthetruthinyourpromise?”
Stilgar’svoicelostsomeofitssubtleundertoneofreasoning,tookonanedgeofbitterness.
