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She
felt
exposed
and
naked
before
him
,
realizing
then
that
he
saw
her
with
eyes
from
which
little
could
be
hidden
.
And
that
,
she
knew
,
was
the
basis
of
her
fear
.
“
You
’
re
thinking
I
’
m
the
Kwisatz
Haderach
,
”
he
said
.
“
Put
that
out
of
your
mind
.
I
’
m
something
unexpected
.
”
I
must
get
word
out
to
one
of
the
schools
,
she
thought
.
The
mating
index
may
show
what
has
happened
.
“
They
won
’
t
learn
about
me
until
it
’
s
too
late
,
”
he
said
.
She
sought
to
divert
him
,
lowered
her
hands
and
said
:
“
We
’
ll
find
a
place
among
the
Fremen
?
”
“
The
Fremen
have
a
saying
they
credit
to
Shai
-
hulud
,
Old
Father
Eternity
,
”
he
said
.
“
They
say
:
‘
Be
prepared
to
appreciate
what
you
meet
.
’
”
And
he
thought
:
Yes
,
mother
mine
-
among
the
Fremen
.
You
’
ll
acquire
the
blue
eyes
and
a
callus
beside
your
lovely
nose
from
the
filter
tube
to
your
stillsuit
.
.
.
and
you
’
ll
bear
my
sister
:
St
.
Alia
of
the
Knife
.
“
If
you
’
re
not
the
Kwisatz
Haderach
,
”
Jessica
said
,
“
what
—
”
“
You
couldn
’
t
possibly
know
,
”
he
said
.
“
You
won
’
t
believe
it
until
you
see
it
.
”
And
he
thought
:
I
’
m
a
seed
.
