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On impulse； Jessica put aside her ingrained emotional masks； knowing them to be of little use here； barriers to munication。 Not since those loving moments with her Duke had she lowered these barriers； and she found the action both relief and pain。 There remained facts which no curse or prayer or litany could wash from existence。 Flight would not leave such facts behind。 They could not be ignored。 Elements of Paul's vision had been rearranged and the times had caught up with his children。 They were a magnet in the void； evil and all the sad misuses of power collected around them。
Ghanima； watching the play of emotions across her grandmother's face； marveled that Jessica had let down her controls。
With catching movements of their heads remarkably synchronized； both turned； eyes met； and they stared deeply； probingly at each other。 Thoughts without spoken words passed between them。
Jessica： I wish you to see my fear。
Ghanima： Now I know you love me。
It was a swift moment of utter trust。
Jessica said： 〃When your father was but a boy； I brought a Reverend Mother to Caladan to test him。〃
Ghanima nodded。 The memory of it was extremely vivid。
〃We Bene Gesserits were already cautious to make sure that the children we raised were human and not animal。 One cannot always tell by exterior appearances。〃
〃It's the way you were trained；〃 Ghanima said； and the memory flooded into her mind： that old Bene Gesserit； Gaius Helen Mohiam。 She'd e to Castle Caladan with her poisoned gom jabbar and her box of burning pain。 Paul's hand （Ghanima's own hand in the shared memory） screamed with the agony of that box while the old woman talked calmly of immediate death if the hand were withdrawn from the pain。 And there had been no doubt of the death in that needle held ready against the child's neck while the aged voice droned its rationale：
〃You've heard of animals chewing off a leg to escape a trap。 There's an animal kind of trick。 A human would remain in the trap； endure the pain； feigning death that he might kill the trapper and remove a threat to his kind。〃
Ghanima shook her head against the remembered pain。 The burning！ The burning！ Paul had imagined his skin curling black on that agonized hand within the box； flesh crisping and dropping away until only charred bones remained。 And it had been a trick the hand unharmed。 But sweat stood out on Ghanima's forehead at the memory。
〃Of course you remember this in a way that I cannot；〃 Jessica said。
For a moment； memory…driven； Ghanima saw her grandmother in a different light： what this woman might do out of the driving necessities of that early conditioning in the Bene Gesserit schools！ It raised new questions about Jessica's return to Arrakis。
〃It would be stupid to repeat such a test on you or your brother；〃 Jessica said。 〃You already know the way it went。 I must assume you are human； that you will not misuse your inherited powers。〃
〃But you don't make that assumption at all；〃 Ghanima said。
Jessica blinked； realized that the barriers had been creeping back in place； dropped them once more。 She asked： 〃Will you believe my love for you？〃
〃Yes。〃 Ghanima raised a hand as Jessica started to speak。 〃But that love wouldn't stop you from destroying us。 Oh； I know the reasoning： 'Better the animal…human die than it re…create itself。' And that's especially true if the animal…human bears the name Atreides。〃
〃You at least are human；〃 Jessica blurted。 〃I trust my instinct on this。〃
Ghanima saw the truth in this； said： 〃But you're not sure of Leto。〃
〃I'm not。〃
〃Abomination？〃
Jessica could only nod。
Ghanima said： 〃Not yet； at least。 We both know the danger of it； though。 We can see the way of it in Alia。〃
Jessica cupped her hands over her eyes； thought： Even love can't protect us from unwanted facts。 And she knew then that she still loved her daughter； crying out silently against fate： Alia！ Oh； Alia！ I am sorry for my part in your destruction。
Ghanima cleared her throat loudly。
Jessica lowered her hands； thought： I may mourn my poor daughter； but there are other necessities now。 She said： 〃So you've recognized what happened to Alia。〃
〃Leto and I watched it happen。 We were powerless to prevent it； although we discussed many possibilities。〃
〃You're sure that your brother is free of this curse？〃
〃I'm sure。〃
The quiet assurance in that statement could not be denied。 Jessica found herself accepting it。 Then： 〃How is it you've escaped？〃
Ghanima explained the theory upon which she and Leto had settled； that their avoiding of the spice trance while Alia entered it often made the difference。 She went on to reveal his dreams and the plans they'd discussed even Jacurutu。
Jessica nodded。 〃Alia is an Atreides； though； and that poses enormous problems。〃
Ghanima fell silent before the sudden realization that Jessica still mourned her Duke as though his death had been but yesterday； that she would guard his name and memory against all threats。 Personal memories from the Duke's own lifetime fled through Ghanima's awareness to reinforce this assessment； to soften it with understanding。
〃Now；〃 Jessica said； voice brisk； 〃what about this Preacher？ I heard some disquieting reports yesterday after that damnable Lustration。〃
Ghanima shrugged。 〃He could be 〃
〃Paul？〃
〃Yes； but we haven't seen him to examine。〃
〃Javid laughs at the rumors；〃 Jessica said。
Ghanima hesitated。 Then： 〃Do you trust this Javid？〃
A grim smile touched Jessica's lips。 〃No more than you do。〃
〃Leto says Javid laughs at the wrong things；〃 Ghanima said。
〃So much for Javid's laughter；〃 Jessica said。 〃But do you actually entertain the notion that my son is still alive； that he has returned in this guise？〃
〃We say it's possible。 And Leto。。。〃 Ghanima found her mouth suddenly dry； remembered fears clutching her breast。 She forced herself to overe them； recounted Leto's other revelations of prescient dreams。
Jessica moved her head from side to side as though wounded。
Ghanima said： 〃Leto says he must find this Preacher and make sure。〃
〃Yes。。。Of course。 I should never have left here。 It was cowardly of me。〃
〃Why do you blame yourself？ You had reached a limit。 I know that。 Leto knows it。 Even Alia may know it。〃
Jessica put a hand to her own throat； rubbed it briefly。 Then： 〃Yes； the problem of Alia。〃
〃She works a strange attraction on Leto；〃 Ghanima said。 〃That's why I helped you meet alone with me。 He agrees that she is beyond hope； but still he finds ways to be with her and。。。study her。 And。。。it's very disturbing。 When I try to talk against this； he falls asleep。 He 〃
〃Is she drugging him？〃
〃No…o…o。〃 Ghanima shook her head。 〃But he has this odd empathy for her。 And。。。in his sleep； he often mutters Jacurutu。〃
〃That again！〃 And Jessica found herself recounting Gurney's report about the conspirators exposed at the landing field。
〃I sometimes fear Alia wants Leto to seek out Jacurutu；〃 Ghanima said。 〃And I always thought it only a legend。 You know it； of course。〃
Jessica shuddered。 〃Terrible story。 Terrible。〃
〃What must we do？〃 Ghanima asked。 〃I fear to search all of my memories； all of my lives。。。〃