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purpose.
He said: "But my mother tells me many Bene Gesserit of the schools don't know their ancestry."
"The genetic lines are always in our records," she said. "Your mother knows that either she's
of Bene Gesserit descent or her stock was acceptable in itself."
"Then why couldn't she know who her parents are?"
"Some do . . . Many don't. We might, for example, have wanted to breed her to a close relative
to set up a dominant in some genetic trait. We have many reasons."
Again, Paul felt the offense against rightness. He said: "You take a lot on yourselves."
The Reverend Mother stared at him, wondering: Did I hear criticism in his voice? "We carry a
heavy burden," she said.
Paul felt himself coming more and more out of the shock of the test. He leveled a measuring
stare at her, said: "You say maybe I'm the . . . Kwisatz Haderach. What's that, a human gom
jabbar?"
"Paul," Jessica said. "You mustn't take that tone with --"
"I'll handle this, Jessica," the old woman said. "Now, lad, do you know about the Truthsayer
drug?"
"You take it to improve your ability to detect falsehood," he said. "My mother's told me."
"Have you ever seen truthtrance?"
He shook his head. "No."
"The drug's dangerous," she said, "but it gives insight. When a Truthsayer's gifted by the
drug, she can look many places in her memory -- in her body's memory. We look down so many avenues
of the past . . . but only feminine avenues." Her voice took on a note of sadness. "Yet, there's a
place where no Truthsayer can see. We are repelled by it, terrorized. It is said a man will come
one day and find in the gift of the drug his inward eye. He will look where we cannot -- into both
feminine and masculine pasts."
"Your Kwisatz Haderach?"
"Yes, the one who can be many places at once: the Kwisatz Haderach. Many men have tried the
drug . . . so many, but none has succeeded."
"They tried and failed, all of them?"
"Oh, no." She shook her head. "They tried and died."

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To attempt an understanding of Muad'Dib without understanding his mortal enemies, the Harkonnens,
is to attempt seeing Truth without knowing Falsehood. It is the attempt to see the Light without
knowing Darkness. It cannot be.
-from "Manual of Muad'Dib" by the Princess Irulan

It was a relief globe of a world, partly in shadows, spinning under the impetus of a fat hand
that glittered with rings. The globe sat on a freeform stand at one wall of a windowless room
whose other walls presented a patchwork of multicolored scrolls, filmbooks, tapes and reels. Light
glowed in the room from golden balls hanging in mobile suspensor fields.
An ellipsoid desk with a top of jade-pink petrified elacca wood stood at the center of the
room. Veriform suspensor chairs ringed it, two of them occupied. In one sat a dark-haired youth of


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about sixteen years, round of face and with sullen eyes. The other held a slender, short man with