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“
I
just
know
it
.
”
The
old
woman
glanced
at
Jessica
,
back
to
Paul
.
“
What
did
you
dream
last
night
?
Was
it
worth
remembering
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
Paul
closed
his
eyes
.
“
I
dreamed
a
cavern
.
.
.
and
water
.
.
.
and
a
girl
there
—
very
skinny
with
big
eyes
.
Her
eyes
are
all
blue
,
no
whites
in
them
.
I
talk
to
her
and
tell
her
about
you
,
about
seeing
the
Reverend
Mother
on
Caladan
.
”
Paul
opened
his
eyes
.
“
And
the
thing
you
tell
this
strange
girl
about
seeing
me
,
did
it
happen
today
?
”
Paul
thought
about
this
,
then
:
“
Yes
.
I
tell
the
girl
you
came
and
put
a
stamp
of
strangeness
on
me
.
”
“
Stamp
of
strangeness
,
”
the
old
woman
breathed
,
and
again
she
shot
a
glance
at
Jessica
,
returned
her
attention
to
Paul
.
“
Tell
me
truly
now
,
Paul
,
do
you
often
have
dreams
of
things
that
happen
afterward
exactly
as
you
dreamed
them
?
”
“
Yes
.
And
I
’
ve
dreamed
about
that
girl
before
.
”
“
Oh
?
You
know
her
?
”
“
I
will
know
her
.
”
