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He
allowed
himself
to
be
guided
forward
,
to
be
pushed
into
a
circle
of
people
being
formed
around
Stilgar
,
who
stood
beneath
the
glowglobe
and
beside
a
bundled
,
curving
,
and
angular
shape
gathered
beneath
a
robe
on
the
rock
floor
.
The
troop
crouched
down
at
a
gesture
from
Stilgar
,
their
robes
hissing
with
the
movement
.
Paul
settled
with
them
,
watching
Stilgar
,
noting
the
way
the
overhead
globe
made
pits
of
his
eyes
and
brightened
the
touch
of
green
fabric
at
his
neck
.
Paul
shifted
his
attention
to
the
robe
-
covered
mound
at
Stilgar
’
s
feet
,
recognized
the
handle
of
a
baliset
protruding
from
the
fabric
.
“
The
spirit
leaves
the
body
’
s
water
when
the
first
moon
rises
,
”
Stilgar
intoned
.
“
Thus
it
is
spoken
.
When
we
see
the
first
moon
rise
this
night
,
whom
will
it
summon
?
”
“
Jamis
,
”
the
troop
responded
.
Stilgar
turned
full
circle
on
one
heel
,
passing
his
gaze
across
the
ring
of
faces
.
“
I
was
a
friend
of
Jamis
,
”
he
said
.
“
When
the
hawk
plane
stooped
upon
us
at
Hole
-
in
-
the
-
Rock
,
it
was
Jamis
pulled
me
to
safety
.
”
He
bent
over
the
pile
beside
him
,
lifted
away
the
robe
.
“
I
take
this
robe
as
a
friend
of
Jamis
—
leader
’
s
right
.
”
He
draped
the
robe
over
a
shoulder
,
straightening
.
Now
,
Paul
saw
the
contents
of
the
mound
exposed
:
the
pale
glistening
gray
of
a
stillsuit
,
a
battered
literjon
,
a
kerchief
with
a
small
book
in
its
center
,
the
bladeless
handle
of
a
crysknife
,
an
empty
sheath
,
a
folded
pack
,
a
paracompass
,
a
distrans
,
a
thumper
,
a
pile
of
fist
-
sized
metallic
hooks
,
an
assortment
of
what
looked
like
small
rocks
within
a
fold
of
cloth
,
a
clump
of
bundled
feathers
.
.
.
and
the
baliset
exposed
beside
the
folded
pack
.
So
Jamis
played
the
baliset
,
Paul
thought
.
The
instrument
reminded
him
of
Gurney
Halleck
and
all
that
was
lost
.
Paul
knew
with
his
memory
of
the
future
in
the
past
that
some
chance
-
lines
could
produce
a
meeting
with
Halleck
,
but
the
reunions
were
few
and
shadowed
.
They
puzzled
him
.
The
uncertainty
factor
touched
him
with
wonder
.
Does
it
mean
that
something
I
will
do
.
.
.
that
I
may
do
,
could
destroy
Gurney
.
.
.
or
bring
him
back
to
life
.
.
.
or
.
.
.
.
Paul
swallowed
,
shook
his
head
.
