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She
reduced
herself
to
basic
emotional
reactions
,
radiated
love
,
comfort
,
a
warm
snuggling
of
protection
.
The
terror
receded
.
Again
,
the
presence
of
the
old
Reverend
Mother
asserted
itself
,
but
now
there
was
a
tripling
of
mutual
awareness
—
two
active
and
one
that
lay
quietly
absorbing
.
“
Time
compels
me
,
”
the
Reverend
Mother
said
within
the
awareness
.
“
I
have
much
to
give
you
.
And
I
do
not
know
if
your
daughter
can
accept
all
this
while
remaining
sane
.
But
it
must
be
:
the
needs
of
the
tribe
are
paramount
.
”
“
What
—
”
“
Remain
silent
and
accept
!
”
Experiences
began
to
unroll
before
Jessica
.
It
was
like
a
lecture
strip
in
a
subliminal
training
projector
at
the
Bene
Gesserit
school
.
.
.
but
faster
.
.
.
blindingly
faster
.
Yet
.
.
.
distinct
.
She
knew
each
experience
as
it
happened
:
there
was
a
lover
—
virile
,
bearded
,
with
the
Fremen
eyes
,
and
Jessica
saw
his
strength
and
tenderness
,
all
of
him
in
one
blink
-
moment
,
through
the
Reverend
Mother
’
s
memory
.
