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Otheym
would
speak
of
what
he
had
seen
and
heard
.
Others
would
spread
the
story
until
it
was
a
fire
over
the
land
.
Paul
-
Muad
’
Dib
is
not
as
other
men
,
they
would
say
.
There
can
be
no
more
doubt
.
He
is
a
man
,
yet
he
sees
through
to
the
Water
of
Life
in
the
way
of
a
Reverend
Mother
.
He
is
indeed
the
Lisan
al
-
Gaib
.
“
You
have
seen
the
future
,
Paul
,
”
Jessica
said
.
“
Will
you
say
what
you
’
ve
seen
?
”
“
Not
the
future
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
’
ve
seen
the
Now
.
”
He
forced
himself
to
a
sitting
position
,
waved
Chani
aside
as
she
moved
to
help
him
.
“
The
Space
above
Arrakis
is
filled
with
the
ships
of
the
Guild
.
”
Jessica
trembled
at
the
certainty
in
his
voice
.
“
The
Padishah
Emperor
himself
is
there
,
”
Paul
said
.
He
looked
at
the
rock
ceiling
of
his
cell
.
“
With
his
favorite
Truthsayer
and
five
legions
of
Sardaukar
.
The
old
Baron
Vladimir
Harkonnen
is
there
with
Thufir
Hawat
beside
him
and
seven
ships
jammed
with
every
conscript
he
could
muster
.
Every
Great
House
has
its
raiders
above
us
.
.
.
waiting
.
”
Chani
shook
her
head
,
unable
to
look
away
from
Paul
.
His
strangeness
,
the
flat
tone
of
voice
,
the
way
he
looked
through
her
,
filled
her
with
awe
.
Jessica
tried
to
swallow
in
a
dry
throat
,
said
:
“
For
what
are
they
waiting
?
”
Paul
looked
at
her
.
“
For
the
Guild
’
s
permission
to
land
.
The
Guild
will
strand
on
Arrakis
any
force
that
lands
without
permission
.
”
