She fell silent and Paul saw that she wanted him to speak. He waited her

Paul opened his eyes. "It's just one of Gurney Halleck's tone poems for sad

And a wind comes through the pines

"That's a hint?" he asked.

Blowing across our beach,

"She said those who tried for it died."

She fell silent and Paul saw that she wanted him to speak. He waited her

"That's a hint?" he asked.

And I see that our fire

"I remember salt smoke from a beach fire

To sway the shadows;

"She said those who tried for it died."

And a wind comes through the pines

And I hear the wind

times."

"May I go now?" he asked.

Gesserit, I seek the Kwisatz Haderach, the male who truly can become one of us.

Paul opened his eyes. "It's just one of Gurney Halleck's tone poems for sad

And a wind comes through the pines

And shadows under the pines --

tension within meaning. Did she think his mother had taught him nothing at all?

And I hear the wind

Paul opened his eyes. "It's just one of Gurney Halleck's tone poems for sad

mother. Possibility I see, too, but no more."

White upon green . . .

He felt astonishment: she was talking about such elementary things as

And I hear the wind

"May I go now?" he asked.

mother. Possibility I see, too, but no more."