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Book Two: Muad‘dib
andthebalisetexposedbesidethefoldedpack.
SoJamisplayedthebaliset,Paulthought.TheinstrumentremindedhimofGurneyHalleckandallthatwaslost.Paulknewwithhismemoryofthefutureinthepastthatsomechance-linescouldproduceameetingwithHalleck,butthereunionswerefewandshadowed.Theypuzzledhim.Theuncertaintyfactortouchedhimwithwonder.DoesitmeanthatsomethingIwilldo...thatImaydo,coulddestroyGurney...orbringhimbacktolife...or....
Paulswallowed,shookhishead.
Again,Stilgarbentoverthemound.
“ForJamis’womanandfortheguards,”hesaid.Thesmallrocksandthebookweretakenintothefoldsofhisrobe.
“Leader’sright,”thetroopintoned.
“ThemarkerforJamis’coffeeservice,”Stilgarsaid,andheliftedaflatdiscofgreenmetal.“ThatitshallbegiventoUsulinsuitableceremonywhenwereturntothesietch.”
“Leader’sright,”thetroopintoned.
Lastly,hetookthecrysknifehandleandstoodwithit.“Forthefuneralplain,”hesaid.
“Forthefuneralplain,”thetroopresponded.
AtherplaceinthecircleacrossfromPaul,Jessicanodded,recognizingtheancientsourceoftherite,andshethought:Themeetingbetweenignoranceandknowledge,betweenbrutalityandculture—itbeginsinthedignitywithwhichwetreatourdead.ShelookedacrossatPaul,wondering:Willheseeit?Willheknowwhattodo?’
“WearefriendsofJamis,”Stilgarsaid.“Wearenotwailingforourdeadlikeapackofgarvarg.”
Agray-beardedmantoPaul’sleftstoodup.“IwasafriendofJamis,”hesaid.
