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Before
Jessica
could
answer
,
Chani
said
:
“
It
is
not
possible
that
you
have
tasted
the
blessed
water
.
You
are
outworlder
and
unprivileged
.
”
A
sigh
passed
through
the
crowd
,
a
sussuration
of
robes
that
made
the
nape
hairs
creep
on
Jessica
’
s
neck
.
“
The
crop
was
large
and
the
maker
has
been
destroyed
,
”
Chani
said
.
She
began
unfastening
a
coiled
spout
fixed
to
the
top
of
the
sloshing
sack
.
Now
,
Jessica
felt
the
sense
of
danger
boiling
around
her
.
She
glanced
at
Paul
,
saw
that
he
was
caught
up
in
the
mystery
of
the
ritual
and
had
eyes
only
for
Chani
.
Has
he
seen
this
moment
in
time
?
Jessica
wondered
.
She
rested
a
hand
on
her
abdomen
,
thinking
of
the
unborn
daughter
there
,
asking
herself
:
Do
I
have
the
right
to
risk
us
both
?
Chani
lifted
the
spout
toward
Jessica
,
said
:
“
Here
is
the
Water
of
Life
,
the
water
that
is
greater
than
water
—
Kan
,
the
water
that
frees
the
soul
.
If
you
be
a
Reverend
Mother
,
it
opens
the
universe
to
you
.
Let
Shai
-
hulud
judge
now
.
”
Jessica
felt
herself
torn
between
duty
to
her
unborn
child
and
duty
to
Paul
.
For
Paul
,
she
knew
,
she
should
take
that
spout
and
drink
of
the
sack
’
s
contents
,
but
as
she
bent
to
the
proffered
spout
,
her
senses
told
her
its
peril
.
The
stuff
in
the
sack
had
a
bitter
smell
subtly
akin
to
many
poisons
that
she
knew
,
but
unlike
them
,
too
.
“
You
must
drink
it
now
,
”
Chani
said
.
