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Book One: Dune
“Ihearditseveraltimesaswedrovethroughthestreetsthismorning.”
“Onlyawater-seller,myLady.Butyou’venoneedtointerestyourselfinsuchasthey.Thecisternhereholdsfiftythousandlitersandit’salwayskeptfull.”Sheglanceddownatherdress.“Why,youknow,myLady,Idon’tevenhavetowearmystillsuithere?”Shecackled.“Andmenotevendead!”
Jessicahesitated,wantingtoquestionthisFremenwoman,needingdatatoguideher.Butbringingorderoftheconfusioninthecastlewasmoreimperative.
Still,shefoundthethoughtunsettlingthatwaterwasamajormarkofwealthhere.
“Myhusbandtoldmeofyourtitle,Shadout,”Jessicasaid.“Irecognizedtheword.It’saveryancientword.”
“Youknowtheancienttonguesthen?”Mapesasked,andshewaitedwithanoddintensity.
“TonguesaretheBeneGesserit’sfirstlearning,”Jessicasaid.“IknowtheBhotaniJibandtheChakobsa,allthehuntinglanguages.”
Mapesnodded.“Justasthelegendsays.”
AndJessicawondered:WhydoIplayoutthissham?ButtheBeneGesseritwaysweredeviousandcompelling.
“IknowtheDarkThingsandthewaysoftheGreatMother,”Jessicasaid.
ShereadthemoreobvioussignsinMapes’actionsandappearance,thepetitbetrayals.“Misecesprejia,”shesaidintheChakobsatongue.“Andralt’repera!
Tradacikbuscakrimisecesperakri—”
Mapestookabackwardstep,appearedpoisedtoflee.
“Iknowmanythings,”Jessicasaid.
