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Book Two: Muad‘dib
AndPaulwaspassedfromembracetoembracethroughthetroop,hearingthevoices,theshadingsoftone:“Usul...Usul...
Usul.”Already,hecouldplacesomeofthembyname.AndtherewasChaniwhopressedhercheekagainsthisassheheldhimandsaidhisname.
PresentlyPaulstoodagainbeforeStilgar,whosaid:“Now,youareoftheIchwanBedwine,ourbrother.”Hisfacehardened,andhespokewithcommandinhisvoice.“Andnow,Paul-Muad‘Dib,tightenupthatstillsuit.”HeglancedatChani.“Chani!Paul-Muad’Dib’snoseplugsareaspoorafitI’veeverseen!IthoughtIorderedyoutoseeafterhim!”
“Ihadn’tthemakings,Stil,”shesaid.“There’sJamis’,ofcourse,but—”
“Enoughofthat!”
“ThenI’llshareoneofmine,”shesaid.“Icanmakedowithoneuntil—”
“Youwillnot,”Stilgarsaid.“Iknowtherearesparesamongus.Wherearethespares?Areweatrooptogetherorabandofsavages?”
Handsreachedoutfromthetroopofferinghard,fibrousobjects.Stilgarselectedfour,handedthemtoChani.“FitthesetoUsulandtheSayyadina.”
Avoiceliftedfromthebackofthetroop:“Whatofthewater,Stil?Whatoftheliterjonsintheirpack?”
“Iknowyourneed,Farok,”Stilgarsaid.HeglancedatJessica.Shenodded.
“Broachoneforthosethatneedit,”Stilgarsaid.“Watermaster...whereisawatermaster?Ah,Shimoom,careforthemeasuringofwhatisneeded.Thenecessityandnomore.ThiswateristhedowerpropertyoftheSayyadinaandwillberepaidinthesietchatfieldrateslesspackfees.
