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“
Control
the
coinage
and
the
courts
—
let
the
rabble
have
the
rest
.
”
Thus
the
Padishah
Emperor
advised
you
.
And
he
tells
you
:
“
If
you
want
profits
,
you
must
rule
.
”
There
is
truth
in
these
words
,
but
I
ask
myself
:
“
Who
are
the
rabble
and
who
are
the
ruled
?
”
—
Muad
’
Dib
’
s
Secret
Message
to
the
Landsraad
from
“
Arrakis
Awakening
”
by
the
Princess
Irulan
A
THOUGHT
came
unbidden
to
Jessica
’
s
mind
:
Paul
will
be
undergoing
his
sandrider
test
at
any
moment
now
.
They
try
to
conceal
this
fact
from
me
,
but
it
’
s
obvious
.
And
Chani
has
gone
on
some
mysterious
errand
.
Jessica
sat
in
her
resting
chamber
,
catching
a
moment
of
quiet
between
the
night
’
s
classes
.
It
was
a
pleasant
chamber
,
but
not
as
large
as
the
one
she
had
enjoyed
in
Sietch
Tabr
before
their
flight
from
the
pogrom
.
Still
,
this
place
had
thick
rugs
on
the
floor
,
soft
cushions
,
a
low
coffee
table
near
at
hand
,
multicolored
hangings
on
the
walls
,
and
soft
yellow
glowglobes
overhead
.
The
room
was
permeated
with
the
distinctive
acrid
furry
odor
of
a
Fremen
sietch
that
she
had
come
to
associate
with
a
sense
of
security
.
Yet
she
knew
she
would
never
overcome
a
feeling
of
being
in
an
alien
place
.
It
was
the
harshness
that
the
rugs
and
hangings
attempted
to
conceal
.
A
faint
tinkling
-
drumming
-
slapping
penetrated
to
the
resting
chamber
.
