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“
I
would
go
south
,
Stilgar
—
twenty
thumpers
.
I
would
see
this
land
we
make
,
this
land
that
I
’
ve
only
seen
through
the
eyes
of
others
.
”
And
I
would
see
my
son
and
my
family
,
he
thought
.
I
need
time
now
to
consider
the
future
that
is
a
past
within
my
mind
.
The
turmoil
comes
and
if
I
’
m
not
where
I
can
unravel
it
,
the
thing
will
run
wild
.
Stilgar
looked
at
him
with
a
steady
,
measuring
gaze
.
Paul
kept
his
attention
on
Chani
,
seeing
the
interest
quicken
in
her
face
,
noting
also
the
excitement
his
words
had
kindled
in
the
troop
.
“
The
men
are
eager
to
raid
with
you
in
the
Harkonnen
sinks
,
”
Stilgar
said
.
“
The
sinks
are
only
a
thumper
away
.
”
“
The
Fedaykin
have
raided
with
me
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
They
’
ll
raid
with
me
again
until
no
Harkonnen
breathes
Arrakeen
air
.
”
Stilgar
studied
him
as
they
rode
,
and
Paul
realized
the
man
was
seeing
this
moment
through
the
memory
of
how
he
had
risen
to
command
of
the
Tabr
sietch
and
to
leadership
of
the
Council
of
Leaders
now
that
Liet
-
Kynes
was
dead
.
He
has
heard
the
reports
of
unrest
among
the
young
Fremen
,
Paul
thought
.
“
Do
you
wish
a
gathering
of
the
leaders
?
”
Stilgar
asked
.
