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Paul
turned
his
head
upward
as
he
walked
,
seeing
the
tapestry
of
this
planet
cut
im
cross
section
where
the
narrow
cleft
gaped
toward
gray
-
blue
sky
.
Chani
pulled
at
his
robe
to
hurry
him
,
said
:
“
Quickly
.
It
is
already
light
.
”
“
The
men
who
climbed
above
us
,
where
are
they
going
?
”
Paul
whispered
.
“
The
first
daywatch
,
”
she
said
.
“
Hurry
now
!
”
A
guard
left
outside
,
Paul
thought
.
Wise
.
But
it
would
’
ve
been
wiser
still
for
us
to
approach
this
place
in
separate
bands
.
Less
chance
of
losing
the
whole
troop
.
He
paused
in
the
thought
,
realizing
that
this
was
guerrilla
thinking
,
and
he
remembered
his
father
’
s
fear
that
the
Atreides
might
become
a
guerrilla
house
.
“
Faster
,
”
Chani
whispered
.
Paul
sped
his
steps
,
hearing
the
swish
of
robes
behind
.
And
he
thought
of
the
words
of
the
sirat
from
Yueh
’
s
tiny
O
.
C
.
Bible
.
“
Paradise
on
my
right
,
Hell
on
my
left
and
the
Angel
of
Death
behind
.
”
He
rolled
the
quotation
in
his
mind
.
They
rounded
a
corner
where
the
passage
widened
.
Stilgar
stood
at
one
side
motioning
them
into
a
low
hole
that
opened
at
right
angles
.
