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“
.
.
.
and
I
’
ve
bested
him
myself
,
”
Stilgar
continued
.
“
He
seeks
by
this
tahaddi
challenge
to
get
back
at
me
as
well
.
There
’
s
too
much
of
violence
in
Jamis
for
him
ever
to
make
a
good
leader
—
too
much
ghafla
,
the
distraction
.
He
gives
his
mouth
to
the
rules
and
his
heart
to
the
sarfa
,
the
turning
away
.
No
,
he
could
never
make
a
good
leader
.
I
’
ve
preserved
him
this
long
because
he
’
s
useful
in
a
fight
as
such
,
but
when
he
gets
this
carving
anger
on
him
he
’
s
dangerous
to
his
own
society
.
”
“
Stilgar
-
r
-
r
-
r
!
”
Jamis
rumbled
.
And
Jessica
saw
what
Stilgar
was
doing
,
trying
to
enrage
Jamis
,
to
take
the
challenge
away
from
Paul
.
Stilgar
faced
Jamis
,
and
again
Jessica
heard
the
soothing
in
the
rumbling
voice
.
“
Jamis
,
he
’
s
but
a
boy
.
He
’
s
—
”
“
You
named
him
a
man
,
”
Jamis
said
.
“
His
mother
says
he
’
s
been
through
the
gom
jabbar
.
He
’
s
full
-
fleshed
and
with
a
surfeit
of
water
.
The
ones
who
carried
their
pack
say
there
’
s
literjons
of
water
in
it
.
Literjons
!
And
us
sipping
our
catchpockets
the
instant
they
show
dew
-
sparkle
.
”
Stilgar
glanced
at
Jessica
.
“
Is
this
true
?
Is
there
water
in
your
pack
?
”
“
Yes
.
”
“
Literjons
of
it
?
”
“
Two
literjons
.
”
