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“
One
small
’
thopter
,
”
Stilgar
said
.
“
Could
be
a
scout
,
”
Paul
said
.
“
Do
you
think
they
’
ve
seen
us
.
”
“
At
this
distance
we
’
re
just
a
worm
on
the
surface
,
”
Stilgar
said
.
He
motioned
with
his
left
hand
.
“
Off
.
Scatter
on
the
sand
.
”
The
troop
began
working
down
the
worm
’
s
sides
,
dropping
off
,
blending
with
the
sand
beneath
their
cloaks
.
Paul
marked
where
Chani
dropped
.
Presently
,
only
he
and
Stilgar
remained
.
“
First
up
,
last
off
,
”
Paul
said
.
Stilgar
nodded
,
dropped
down
the
side
on
his
hooks
,
leaped
onto
the
sand
.
Paul
waited
until
the
maker
was
safely
clear
of
the
scatter
area
,
then
released
his
hooks
.
This
was
the
tricky
moment
with
a
worm
not
completely
exhausted
.
Freed
of
its
goads
and
hooks
,
the
big
worm
began
burrowing
into
the
sand
.
Paul
ran
lightly
back
along
its
broad
surface
,
judged
his
moment
carefully
and
leaped
off
.
He
landed
running
,
lunged
against
the
slipface
of
a
dune
the
way
he
had
been
taught
,
and
hid
himself
beneath
the
cascade
of
sand
over
his
robe
.
