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Stilgar
waited
with
a
small
group
of
his
own
at
the
other
end
of
the
ledge
.
There
was
a
feeling
of
inevitable
dignity
about
him
,
the
way
he
stood
without
talking
.
We
must
not
lose
that
man
,
Jessica
thought
.
Paul
’
s
plan
must
work
.
Anything
else
would
be
the
highest
tragedy
.
She
strode
down
the
ledge
,
passing
Stilgar
without
a
glance
,
stepped
down
into
the
crowd
.
A
way
was
made
for
her
as
she
headed
toward
Paul
.
And
silence
followed
her
.
She
knew
the
meaning
of
the
silence
—
the
unspoken
questions
of
the
people
,
awe
of
the
Reverend
Mother
.
The
young
men
drew
back
from
Paul
as
she
came
up
to
him
,
and
she
found
herself
momentarily
dismayed
by
the
new
deference
they
paid
him
.
“
All
men
beneath
your
position
covet
your
station
,
”
went
the
Bene
Gesserit
axiom
.
But
she
found
no
covetousness
in
these
faces
.
They
were
held
at
a
distance
by
the
religious
ferment
around
Paul
’
s
leadership
.
And
she
recalled
another
Bene
Gesserit
saying
:
“
Prophets
have
a
way
of
dying
by
violence
.
”
Paul
looked
at
her
.
“
It
’
s
time
,
”
she
said
,
and
passed
the
message
cylinder
to
him
.
One
of
Paul
’
s
companions
,
bolder
than
the
others
,
glanced
across
at
Stilgar
,
said
:
“
Are
you
going
to
call
him
out
,
Maud
’
Dib
?
Now
’
s
the
time
for
sure
.
