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Then
they
saw
it
!
A
wide
hole
emerged
from
the
sand
.
Sunlight
flashed
from
glistening
white
spokes
within
it
.
The
hole
’
s
diameter
was
at
least
twice
the
length
of
the
crawler
,
Paul
estimated
.
He
watched
as
the
machine
slid
into
that
opening
in
a
billow
of
dust
and
sand
.
The
hole
pulled
back
.
“
Gods
,
what
a
monster
!
”
muttered
a
man
beside
Paul
.
“
Got
all
our
floggin
’
spice
!
”
growled
another
.
“
Someone
is
going
to
pay
for
this
,
”
the
Duke
said
.
“
I
promise
you
that
.
”
By
the
very
flatness
of
his
father
’
s
voice
,
Paul
sensed
the
deep
anger
.
He
found
that
he
shared
it
.
This
was
criminal
waste
!
In
the
silence
that
followed
,
they
heard
Kynes
.
“
Bless
the
Maker
and
His
water
,
”
Kynes
murmured
.
“
Bless
the
coming
and
going
of
Him
.
May
His
passage
cleanse
the
world
.
May
He
keep
the
world
for
His
people
.
”
“
What
’
s
that
you
’
re
saying
?
”
the
Duke
asked
.
