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Again
Jamis
attacked
,
ink
-
dark
eyes
glaring
,
his
body
a
yellow
blur
under
the
glowglobes
.
And
again
Paul
slipped
away
to
return
too
slowly
on
the
attack
.
And
again
.
And
again
.
Each
time
,
Paul
’
s
counterblow
came
an
instant
late
.
And
Jessica
saw
a
thing
she
hoped
Jamis
did
not
see
.
Paul
’
s
defensive
reactions
were
blindingly
fast
,
but
they
moved
each
time
at
the
precisely
correct
angle
they
would
take
if
a
shield
were
helping
deflect
part
of
Jamis
’
blow
.
“
Is
your
son
playing
with
that
poor
fool
?
”
Stilgar
asked
.
He
waved
her
to
silence
before
she
could
respond
.
“
Sorry
;
you
must
remain
silent
.
”
Now
the
two
figures
on
the
rock
floor
circled
each
other
:
Jamis
with
knife
hand
held
far
forward
and
tipped
up
slightly
;
Paul
crouched
with
knife
held
low
.
Again
,
Jamis
pounced
,
and
this
time
he
twisted
to
the
right
where
Paul
had
been
dodging
.
