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Book Three: The Prophet
TheturmoilcomesandifI’mnotwhereIcanunravelit,thethingwillrunwild.
Stilgarlookedathimwithasteady,measuringgaze.PaulkepthisattentiononChani,seeingtheinterestquickeninherface,notingalsotheexcitementhiswordshadkindledinthetroop.
“ThemenareeagertoraidwithyouintheHarkonnensinks,”Stilgarsaid.
“Thesinksareonlyathumperaway.”
“TheFedaykinhaveraidedwithme,”Paulsaid.“They’llraidwithmeagainuntilnoHarkonnenbreathesArrakeenair.”
Stilgarstudiedhimastheyrode,andPaulrealizedthemanwasseeingthismomentthroughthememoryofhowhehadrisentocommandoftheTabrsietchandtoleadershipoftheCouncilofLeadersnowthatLiet-Kyneswasdead.
HehasheardthereportsofunrestamongtheyoungFremen,Paulthought.
“Doyouwishagatheringoftheleaders?”Stilgarasked.
Eyesblazedamongtheyoungmenofthetroop.Theyswayedastheyrode,andtheywatched.AndPaulsawthelookofunrestinChani’sglance,thewayshelookedfromStilgar,whowasheruncle,toPaul-Muad’Dib,whowashermate.
“YoucannotguesswhatIwant,”Paulsaid.
Andhethought:Icannotbackdown.Imustholdcontroloverthesepeople.
“Youaremudirofthesandridethisday,”Stilgarsaid.Coldformalityranginhisvoice:“Howdoyouusethispower?”
Weneedtimetorelax,timeforcoolreflection,Paulthought.
“Weshallgosouth,”Paulsaid.
“EvenifIsayweshallturnbacktothenorthwhenthisdayisover?”
“Weshallgosouth,”Paulrepeated.
