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Stilgar
looked
at
the
woman
.
“
Until
I
’
ve
learned
his
weirding
ways
,
I
’
d
not
challenge
him
.
”
She
returned
his
stare
.
“
But
—
”
“
You
saw
the
stranger
woman
who
went
with
Chani
to
the
Reverend
Mother
?
”
Stilgar
asked
.
“
She
’
s
an
out
-
freyn
Sayyadina
,
mother
to
this
lad
.
The
mother
and
son
are
masters
of
the
weirding
ways
of
battle
.
”
“
Lisan
al
-
Gaib
,
”
the
woman
whispered
.
Her
eyes
held
awe
as
she
turned
them
back
toward
Paul
.
The
legend
again
,
Paul
thought
.
“
Perhaps
,
”
Stilgar
said
.
“
It
hasn
’
t
been
tested
,
though
.
”
He
returned
his
attention
to
Paul
.
“
Usul
,
it
’
s
our
way
that
you
’
ve
now
the
responsibility
for
Jamis
’
woman
here
and
for
his
two
sons
.
His
yali
.
.
.
his
quarters
,
are
yours
.
His
coffee
service
is
yours
.
.
.
and
this
,
his
woman
.
”
Paul
studied
the
woman
,
wondering
:
Why
isn
’
t
she
mourning
her
man
?
Why
does
she
show
no
hate
for
me
?
Abruptly
,
he
saw
that
the
Fremen
were
staring
at
him
,
waiting
.
Someone
whispered
:
“
There
’
s
work
to
do
.
Say
how
you
accept
her
.
”
Stilgar
said
:
“
Do
you
accept
Harah
as
woman
or
servant
?
”
