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Book Two: Muad‘dib
Ishouldlikethatrespectforeachotherwhichgrowsinthebreastwithoutdemandforthehuddlingsofsex.”
“Iunderstand,”shesaid.
“Doyoutrustme?”
“Ihearyoursincerity.”
“Amongus,”hesaid,“theSayyadina,whentheyarenottheformalleaders,holdaspecialplaceofhonor.Theyteach.TheymaintainthestrengthofGodhere.”Hetouchedhisbreast.
NowImustprobethisReverendMothermystery,shethought.Andshesaid:
“YouspokeofyourReverendMother...andI’veheardwordsoflegendandprophecy.”
“ItissaidthataBeneGesseritandheroffspringholdthekeytoourfuture,”hesaid.
“DoyoubelieveIamthatone.”
Shewatchedhisface,thinking:Theyoungreeddiessoeasily.Beginningsaretimesofsuchgreatperil.
“Wedonotknow,”hesaid.
Shenodded,thinking:He’sanhonorableman.Hewantsasignfromme,buthe’llnottipfatebytellingmethesign.
Jessicaturnedherhead,stareddownintothebasinatthegoldenshadows,thepurpleshadows,thevibrationsofdust-moteairacrossthelipoftheircave.
Hermindwasfilledsuddenlywithfelineprudence.SheknewthecantoftheMissionariaProtectiva,knewhowtoadaptthetechniquesoflegendandfearandhopetoheremergencyneeds,butshesensedwildchangeshere...asthoughsomeonehadbeeninamongtheseFremenandcapitalizedontheMissionariaProtectiva’simprint.
Stilgarclearedhisthroat.
Shesensedhisimpatience,knewthatthedaymovedaheadandmenwaitedtosealoffthisopening.
