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Book Two: Muad‘dib
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“Themenwhoclimbedaboveus,wherearetheygoing?”Paulwhispered.
“Thefirstdaywatch,”shesaid.“Hurrynow!”
Aguardleftoutside,Paulthought.Wise.Butitwould’vebeenwiserstillforustoapproachthisplaceinseparatebands.Lesschanceoflosingthewholetroop.Hepausedinthethought,realizingthatthiswasguerrillathinking,andherememberedhisfather’sfearthattheAtreidesmightbecomeaguerrillahouse.
“Faster,”Chaniwhispered.
Paulspedhissteps,hearingtheswishofrobesbehind.AndhethoughtofthewordsofthesiratfromYueh’stinyO.C.Bible.
“Paradiseonmyright,HellonmyleftandtheAngelofDeathbehind.”Herolledthequotationinhismind.
Theyroundedacornerwherethepassagewidened.Stilgarstoodatonesidemotioningthemintoalowholethatopenedatrightangles.
“Quickly!”hehissed.“We’relikerabbitsinacageifapatrolcatchesushere.”
Paulbentfortheopening,followedChaniintoacaveilluminatedbythingraylightfromsomewhereahead.
“Youcanstandup,”shesaid.
Hestraightened,studiedtheplace:adeepandwideareawithdomedceilingthatcurvedawayjustoutofaman’shandreach.Thetroopspreadoutthroughshadows.Paulsawhismothercomeupononeside,sawherexaminetheircompanions.AndhenotedhowshefailedtoblendwiththeFremeneventhoughhergarbwasidentical.Thewayshemoved—suchasenseofpowerandgrace.
“Findaplacetorestandstayoutoftheway,child-man,”Chanisaid.“Here’sfood.”Shepressedtwoleaf-wrappedmorselsintohishand.Theyreekedofspice.
