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“
We
shall
make
a
homeworld
of
Arrakis
—
with
melting
lenses
at
the
poles
,
with
lakes
in
the
temperate
zones
,
and
only
the
deep
desert
for
the
maker
and
his
spice
.
”
“
Bi
-
lal
kaifa
.
”
“
And
no
man
ever
again
shall
want
for
water
.
It
shall
be
his
for
dipping
from
well
or
pond
or
lake
or
canal
.
It
shall
run
down
through
the
qanats
to
feed
our
plants
.
It
shall
be
there
for
any
man
to
take
.
It
shall
be
his
for
holding
out
his
hand
.
”
“
Bi
-
lal
kaifa
.
”
Jessica
felt
the
religious
ritual
in
the
words
,
noted
her
own
instinctively
awed
response
.
They
’
re
in
league
with
the
future
,
she
thought
.
They
have
their
mountain
to
climb
.
This
is
the
scientist
’
s
dream
.
.
.
and
these
simple
people
,
these
peasants
,
are
filled
with
it
.
Her
thoughts
turned
to
Liet
-
Kynes
,
the
Emperor
’
s
planetary
ecologist
,
the
man
who
had
gone
native
—
and
she
wondered
at
him
.
This
was
a
dream
to
capture
men
’
s
souls
,
and
she
could
sense
the
hand
of
the
ecologist
in
it
.
This
was
a
dream
for
which
men
would
die
willingly
.
It
was
another
of
the
essential
ingredients
that
she
felt
her
son
needed
:
people
with
a
goal
.
Such
people
would
be
easy
to
imbue
with
fervor
and
fanaticism
.
They
could
be
wielded
like
a
sword
to
win
back
Paul
’
s
place
for
him
.
“
We
leave
now
,
”
Stilgar
said
,
“
and
wait
for
the
first
moon
’
s
rising
.
When
Jamis
is
safely
on
his
way
,
we
will
go
home
.
”
Whispering
their
reluctance
,
the
troop
fell
in
behind
him
,
turned
back
along
the
water
barrier
and
up
the
stairs
.
And
Paul
,
walking
behind
Chani
,
felt
that
a
vital
moment
had
passed
him
,
that
he
had
missed
an
essential
decision
and
was
now
caught
up
in
his
own
myth
.
