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Book Three: The Prophet
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AsStilgarturnedtoobey,PaulheardtheawedmutteringofFremenguards:
“Yousee?Heknew!Noonetoldhim,butheknew!”
TheEmperor’sentouragecouldbeheardapproachingnow,hisSardaukarhummingoneoftheirmarchingtunestokeepuptheirspirits.TherecameamurmurofvoicesattheentranceandGurneyHalleckpassedthroughtheguard,crossedtoconferwithStilgar,thenmovedtoPaul’sside,astrangelookinhiseyes.
WillIloseGurney,too?Paulwondered.ThewayIlostStilgar—losingafriendtogainacreature?
“Theyhavenothrowingweapons,”Gurneysaid.“I’vemadesureofthatmyself.”Heglancedaroundtheroom,seeingPaul’spreparations.“Feyd-RauthaHarkonneniswiththem.ShallIcuthimout?”
“Leavehim.”
“There’resomeGuildpeople,too,demandingspecialprivileges,threateninganembargoagainstArrakis.ItoldthemI’dgiveyoutheirmessage.”
“Letthemthreaten.”
“Paul!”Jessicahissedbehindhim.“He’stalkingabouttheGuild!”
“I’llpulltheirfangspresently,”Paulsaid.
AndhethoughtthenabouttheGuild—theforcethathadspecializedforsolongthatithadbecomeaparasite,unabletoexistindependentlyofthelifeuponwhichitfed.Theyhadneverdaredgraspthesword...andnowtheycouldnotgraspit.TheymighthavetakenArrakiswhentheyrealizedtheerrorofspecializingonthemelangeawareness-spectrumnarcoticfortheirnavigators.
Theycouldhavedonethis,livedtheirgloriousdayanddied.
