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I
must
contrive
it
that
Paul
learns
the
truth
about
her
before
I
slay
her
.
*
*
*
How
often
it
is
that
the
angry
man
rages
denial
of
what
his
inner
self
is
telling
him
.
—
“
The
Collected
Sayings
of
Muad
’
Dib
”
by
the
Princess
Irulan
THE
CROWD
in
the
cavern
assembly
chamber
radiated
that
pack
feeling
Jessica
had
sensed
the
day
Paul
killed
Jamis
.
There
was
murmuring
nervousness
in
the
voices
.
Little
cliques
gathered
like
knots
among
the
robes
.
Jessica
tucked
a
message
cylinder
beneath
her
robe
as
she
emerged
to
the
ledge
from
Paul
’
s
private
quarters
.
She
felt
rested
after
the
long
journey
up
from
the
south
,
but
still
rankled
that
Paul
would
not
yet
permit
them
to
use
the
captured
ornithopters
.
“
We
do
not
have
full
control
of
the
air
,
”
he
had
said
.
“
And
we
must
not
become
dependent
upon
offworld
fuel
.
Both
fuel
and
aircraft
must
be
gathered
and
saved
for
the
day
of
maximum
effort
.
”
Paul
stood
with
a
group
of
the
younger
men
near
the
ledge
.
The
pale
light
of
glowglobes
gave
the
scene
a
tinge
of
unreality
.
It
was
like
a
tableau
,
but
with
the
added
dimension
of
warren
smells
,
the
whispers
,
the
sounds
of
shuffling
feet
.
She
studied
her
son
,
wondering
why
he
had
not
yet
trotted
out
his
surprise
—
Gurney
Halleck
.
The
thought
of
Gurney
disturbed
her
with
its
memories
of
an
easier
past
—
days
of
love
and
beauty
with
Paul
’
s
father
.
