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They
emerged
into
the
narrow
side
-
passage
entrance
to
the
Cave
of
Birds
.
Glowglobes
came
alight
.
Otheym
pressed
past
her
,
said
:
“
Follow
me
.
Quickly
,
now
.
”
They
sped
down
the
passage
,
through
another
valve
door
,
another
passage
and
through
hangings
into
what
had
been
the
Sayyadina
’
s
alcove
in
the
days
when
this
was
an
overday
rest
cave
.
Rugs
and
cushions
now
covered
the
floor
.
Woven
hangings
with
the
red
figure
of
a
hawk
hid
the
rock
walls
.
A
low
field
desk
at
one
side
was
strewn
with
papers
from
which
lifted
the
aroma
of
their
spice
origin
.
The
Reverend
Mother
sat
alone
directly
opposite
the
entrance
.
She
looked
up
with
the
inward
stare
that
made
the
uninitiated
tremble
.
Otheym
pressed
palms
together
,
said
:
“
I
have
brought
Chani
.
”
He
bowed
,
retreated
through
the
hangings
.
And
Jessica
thought
:
How
do
I
tell
Chani
?
“
How
is
my
grandson
?
”
Jessica
asked
.
So
it
’
s
to
be
the
ritual
greeting
,
Chani
thought
,
and
her
fears
returned
.
Where
is
Muad
’
Dib
?
Why
isn
’
t
he
here
to
greet
me
?
