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Book Three: The Prophet
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ChaniglancedatStilgar.
“Doashesays,”Stilgargrowled.“Webothknowhecouldovercomeme...
andIcouldnotraisemyhandagainsthim...forthegoodofthetribe.”
“Ishallreturnwithyourmother,”Chanisaid.
“Sendher,”Paulsaid.“Stilgar’sinstinctwasright.Iamstrongerwhenyouaresafe.Youwillremaininthesietch.”
Shestartedtoprotest,swallowedit.
“Sihaya,”Paulsaid,usinghisintimatenameforher.Hewhirledawaytotheright,metGurney’sglaringeyes.
TheinterchangebetweenPaulandtheolderFremenhadpassedasthoughinacloudaroundGurneysincePaul’sreferencetohismother.
“Yourmother,”Gurneysaid.
“Idahosavedusthenightoftheraid,”Paulsaid,distractedbythepartingwithChani.“Rightnowwe’ve—”
“WhatofDuncanIdaho,m’Lord?”Gurneyasked.
“He’sdead—buyingusabitoftimetoescape.”
Theshe-witchalive!Gurneythought.TheoneIsworevengeanceagainst,alive!Andit’sobviousDukePauldoesn’tknowwhatmannerofcreaturegavehimbirth.Theevilone!BetrayedhisownfathertotheHarkonnens!
Paulpressedpasthim,jumpeduptotheledge.Heglancedback,notedthatthewoundedanddeadhadbeenremoved,andhethoughtbitterlythatherewasanotherchapterinthelegendofPaulMuad’Dib.Ididn’tevendrawmyknife,butit’llbesaidofthisdaythatIslewtwentySardaukarbymyownhand.
GurneyfollowedwithStilgar,steppingongroundthathedidnotevenfeel.
Thecavernwithitsyellowlightofglowglobeswasforcedoutofhisthoughtsbyrage.
