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“
I
’
ve
not
told
him
,
Your
Reverence
,
”
Jessica
said
.
The
Reverend
Mother
returned
her
attention
to
Paul
.
“
You
did
that
on
remarkably
few
clues
,
”
she
said
.
“
Politics
indeed
.
The
original
Bene
Gesserit
school
was
directed
by
those
who
saw
the
need
of
a
thread
of
continuity
in
human
affairs
.
They
saw
there
could
be
no
such
continuity
without
separating
human
stock
from
animal
stock
—
for
breeding
purposes
.
”
The
old
woman
’
s
words
abruptly
lost
their
special
sharpness
for
Paul
.
He
felt
an
offense
against
what
his
mother
called
his
instinct
for
rightness
.
It
wasn
’
t
that
Reverend
Mother
lied
to
him
.
She
obviously
believed
what
she
said
.
It
was
something
deeper
,
something
tied
to
his
terrible
purpose
.
He
said
:
“
But
my
mother
tells
me
many
Bene
Gesserit
of
the
schools
don
’
t
know
their
ancestry
.
”
“
The
genetic
lines
are
always
in
our
records
,
”
she
said
.
“
Your
mother
knows
that
either
she
’
s
of
Bene
Gesserit
descent
or
her
stock
was
acceptable
in
itself
.
”
“
Then
why
couldn
’
t
she
know
who
her
parents
are
?
”
“
Some
do
.
.
.
.
Many
don
’
t
.
We
might
,
for
example
,
have
wanted
to
breed
her
to
a
close
relative
to
set
up
a
dominant
in
some
genetic
trait
.
We
have
many
reasons
.
”
Again
,
Paul
felt
the
offense
against
rightness
.
He
said
:
“
You
take
a
lot
on
yourselves
.
”
The
Reverend
Mother
stared
at
him
,
wondering
:
Did
I
hear
criticism
in
his
voice
?
“
We
carry
a
heavy
burden
,
”
she
said
.
Paul
felt
himself
coming
more
and
more
out
of
the
shock
of
the
test
.
He
leveled
a
measuring
stare
at
her
,
said
:
“
You
say
maybe
I
’
m
the
.
.
.
Kwisatz
Haderach
.
What
’
s
that
,
a
human
gom
jabbar
?
”
