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“
Let
them
have
their
orgy
,
”
the
other
-
memory
said
within
her
.
“
They
’
ve
little
enough
pleasure
out
of
living
.
Yes
,
and
you
and
I
need
this
little
time
to
become
acquainted
before
I
recede
and
pour
out
through
your
memories
.
Already
,
I
feel
myself
being
tied
to
bits
of
you
.
Ah
-
h
-
h
,
you
’
ve
a
mind
filled
with
interesting
things
.
So
many
things
I
’
d
never
imagined
.
”
And
the
memory
-
mind
encapsulated
within
her
opened
itself
to
Jessica
,
permitting
a
view
down
a
wide
corridor
to
other
Reverend
Mothers
until
there
seemed
no
end
to
them
.
Jessica
recoiled
,
fearing
she
would
become
lost
in
an
ocean
of
oneness
.
Still
,
the
corridor
remained
,
revealing
to
Jessica
that
the
Fremen
culture
was
far
older
than
she
had
suspected
.
There
had
been
Fremen
on
Poritrin
,
she
saw
,
a
people
grown
soft
with
an
easy
planet
,
fair
game
for
Imperial
raiders
to
harvest
and
plant
human
colonies
on
Bela
Tegeuse
and
Salusa
Secundus
.
Oh
,
the
wailing
Jessica
sensed
in
that
parting
.
Far
down
the
corridor
,
an
image
-
voice
screamed
:
“
They
denied
us
the
Hajj
!
”
Jessica
saw
the
slave
cribs
on
Bela
Tegeuse
down
that
inner
corridor
,
saw
the
weeding
out
and
the
selecting
that
spread
men
to
Rossak
and
Harmonthep
.
Scenes
of
brutal
ferocity
opened
to
her
like
the
petals
of
a
terrible
flower
.
And
she
saw
the
thread
of
the
past
carried
by
Sayyadina
after
Sayyadina
—
first
by
word
of
mouth
,
hidden
in
the
sand
chanteys
,
then
refined
through
their
own
Reverend
Mothers
with
the
discovery
of
the
poison
drug
on
Rossak
.
.
.
and
now
developed
to
subtle
strength
on
Arrakis
in
the
discovery
of
the
Water
of
Life
.
Far
down
the
inner
corridor
,
another
voice
screamed
:
“
Never
to
forgive
!
