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The
tumult
died
slowly
.
When
silence
was
restored
,
Paul
faced
Stilgar
,
said
:
“
Kneel
,
Stilgar
.
”
Stilgar
dropped
to
his
knees
on
the
ledge
.
“
Hand
me
your
crysknife
,
”
Paul
said
.
Stilgar
obeyed
.
This
was
not
as
we
planned
it
,
Jessica
thought
.
“
Repeat
after
me
,
Stilgar
,
”
Paul
said
,
and
he
called
up
the
words
of
investiture
as
he
had
heard
his
own
father
use
them
.
“
I
,
Stilgar
,
take
this
knife
from
the
hands
of
my
Duke
.
”
“
I
,
Stilgar
,
take
this
knife
from
the
hands
of
my
Duke
,
”
Stilgar
said
,
and
accepted
the
milky
blade
from
Paul
.
“
Where
my
Duke
commands
,
there
shall
I
place
this
blade
,
”
Paul
said
.
Stilgar
repeated
the
words
,
speaking
slowly
and
solemnly
.
