"Do you believe I am that one."

hold a special place of honor. They teach. They maintain the strength of God

"Each of us apparently underestimated the other," she said.

"Among us," he said, "the Sayyadina, when they are not the formal leaders,

future," he said.

She watched his face, thinking; The young reed dies so easily. Beginnings

he'll not tip fate by telling me the sign.

prophecy."

and hope to her emergency needs, but she sensed wild changes here . . . as

breast without demand for the huddlings of sex."

"Each of us apparently underestimated the other," she said.

"It is said that a Bene Gesserit and her offspring hold the key to our

"I hear your sincerity."

are times of such great peril.

here." He touched his breast.

the purple shadows, the vibrations of dust-mote air across the lip of their

She sensed his impatien

"Stilgar, I underestimated you."

"Do you believe I am that one."

hold a special place of honor. They teach. They maintain the strength of God

"Such was my suspicion," he said.

Jessica turned her head, stared down into the basin at the golden shadows,

"Do you believe I am that one."

"Such was my suspicion," he said.

"Among us," he said, "the Sayyadina, when they are not the formal leaders,

Jessica turned her head, stared down into the basin at the golden shadows,

the Missionaria Protectiva, knew how to adapt the techniques of legend and fear

"You spoke of your Reverend Mother . . . and I've heard words of legend and

future," he said.