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Paul
glanced
down
at
the
scaled
ring
surface
on
which
they
stood
,
noted
the
character
and
size
of
the
scales
,
the
way
they
grew
larger
off
to
his
right
,
smaller
to
his
left
.
Every
worm
,
he
knew
,
moved
characteristically
with
one
side
up
more
frequently
.
As
it
grew
older
,
the
characteristic
up
-
side
became
an
almost
constant
thing
.
Bottom
scales
grew
larger
,
heavier
,
smoother
.
Top
scales
could
be
told
by
size
alone
on
a
big
worm
.
Shifting
his
hooks
,
Paul
moved
to
the
left
.
He
motioned
flankers
down
to
open
segments
along
the
side
and
keep
the
worm
on
a
straight
course
as
it
rolled
.
When
he
had
it
turned
,
he
motioned
two
steersmen
out
of
the
line
and
into
positions
ahead
.
“
Ach
,
haiiiii
-
yoh
!
”
he
shouted
in
the
traditional
call
.
The
left
-
side
steersman
opened
a
ring
segment
there
.
In
a
majestic
circle
,
the
maker
turned
to
protect
its
opened
segment
.
Full
around
it
came
and
when
it
was
headed
back
to
the
south
,
Paul
shouted
:
“
Geyrat
!
”
The
steersman
released
his
hook
.
The
maker
lined
out
in
a
straight
course
.
Stilgar
said
.
“
Very
good
,
Paul
Muad
’
Dib
.
With
plenty
of
practice
,
you
may
yet
become
a
sandrider
.
”
Paul
frowned
,
thinking
:
Was
I
notfirst
up
?
From
behind
him
there
came
sudden
laughter
.
The
troop
began
chanting
,
flinging
his
name
against
the
sky
.
