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way
of
telling
us
he
’
s
satisfied
.
”
Jessica
passed
through
the
secret
door
,
heard
it
close
behind
.
She
saw
how
the
Fremen
slowed
while
passing
the
honeycomb
lattice
,
felt
the
dampness
of
the
air
as
she
came
opposite
it
.
Windtrap
!
she
thought
.
They
’
ve
a
concealed
windtrap
somewhere
on
the
surface
to
funnel
air
down
here
into
cooler
regions
and
precipitate
the
moisture
from
it
.
They
passed
through
another
rock
door
with
latticework
above
it
,
and
the
door
closed
behind
them
.
The
draft
of
air
at
their
backs
carried
a
sensation
of
moisture
clearly
perceptible
to
both
Jessica
and
Paul
.
At
the
head
of
the
troop
,
the
glowglobe
in
Stilgar
’
s
hands
dropped
below
the
level
of
the
heads
in
front
of
Paul
.
Presently
he
felt
steps
beneath
his
feet
,
curving
down
to
the
left
.
Light
reflected
back
up
across
hooded
heads
and
a
winding
movement
of
people
spiraling
down
the
steps
.
Jessica
sensed
mounting
tension
in
the
people
around
her
,
a
pressure
of
silence
that
rasped
her
nerves
with
its
urgency
.
The
steps
ended
and
the
troop
passed
through
another
low
door
.
The
light
of
the
glowglobe
was
swallowed
in
a
great
open
space
with
a
high
curved
ceiling
.
Paul
felt
Chani
’
s
hand
on
his
arm
,
heard
a
faint
dripping
sound
in
the
chill
air
,
felt
an
utter
stillness
come
over
the
Fremen
in
the
cathedral
presence
of
water
.
I
have
seen
this
place
in
a
dream
,
he
thought
.
The
thought
was
both
reassuring
and
frustrating
.
Somewhere
ahead
of
him
on
this
path
,
the
fanatic
hordes
cut
their
gory
path
across
the
universe
in
his
name
.
