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”
“
No
accident
,
”
Stilgar
said
.
“
I
’
ll
hold
you
responsible
with
Chani
for
the
lad
’
s
safety
,
Jamis
.
These
people
have
my
countenance
.
”
Jessica
stared
at
the
man
,
Jamis
.
His
was
the
voice
that
had
argued
with
Stilgar
from
the
rocks
.
His
was
the
voice
with
death
in
it
.
And
Stilgar
had
seen
fit
to
reinforce
his
order
with
this
Jamis
.
Stilgar
flicked
a
testing
glance
across
the
group
,
motioned
two
men
out
.
“
Larus
and
Farrukh
,
you
are
to
hide
our
tracks
.
See
that
we
leave
no
trace
.
Extra
care
—
we
have
two
with
us
who
’
ve
not
been
trained
.
”
He
turned
,
hand
upheld
and
aimed
across
the
basin
.
“
In
squad
line
with
flankers
—
move
out
.
We
must
be
at
Cave
of
the
Ridges
before
dawn
.
”
Jessica
fell
into
step
beside
Stilgar
,
counting
heads
.
There
were
forty
Fremen
—
she
and
Paul
made
it
forty
-
two
.
And
she
thought
:
They
travel
as
a
military
company
—
eventhe
girl
,
Chani
.
Paul
took
a
place
in
the
line
behind
Chani
.
He
had
put
down
the
black
feeling
at
being
caught
by
the
girl
.
In
his
mind
now
was
the
memory
called
up
by
his
mother
’
s
barked
reminder
:
“
My
son
’
s
been
tested
with
the
gom
jabbar
!
”
He
found
that
his
hand
tingled
with
remembered
pain
.
“
Watch
where
you
go
,
”
Chani
hissed
.
“
Do
not
brush
against
a
bush
lest
you
leave
a
thread
to
show
our
passage
.
”
Paul
swallowed
,
nodded
.
Jessica
listened
to
the
sounds
of
the
troop
,
hearing
her
own
footsteps
and
Paul
’
s
,
marveling
at
the
way
the
Fremen
moved
.
They
were
forty
people
crossing
the
basin
with
only
the
sounds
natural
to
the
place
—
ghostly
feluccas
,
their
robes
flitting
through
the
shadows
.
