Behind Kynes, other Fremen were throwing fabric covers over their

dust settled. Two figures in Fremen robes followed him. Paul recognized one: the

brake for landing, the reckless dash of the hands at the controls.

Paul pointed to the violence above the distant cliff--the jetflares, the

Then he saw the lead craft in the moonlight, the way its wings cupped to

coming to nest. Idaho was out of his 'thopter and running toward them before the

"What about that back there?"

Then he saw the lead craft in the moonlight, the way its wings cupped to

the ledge into the basin. They sprawled together in th

Idaho skidded to a stop in front of Paul, saluted. "M'Lord, the Fremen have

dust settled. Two figures in Fremen robes followed him. Paul recognized one: the

a temporary hiding place nearby where we--"

"It's Idaho," he breathed.

Then he saw the lead craft in the moonlight, the way its wings cupped to

dust settled. Two figures in Fremen robes followed him. Paul recognized one: the

coming to nest. Idaho was out of his 'thopter and running toward them before the

Then he saw the lead craft in the moonlight, the way its wings cupped to

Idaho skidded to a stop in front of Paul, saluted. "M'Lord, the Fremen have

A rare smile touched Idaho's round, placid face. "M'Lord . . . Sire, I've

Behind Kynes, other Fremen were throwing fabric covers over their

coming to nest. Idaho was out of his 'thopter and running toward them before the

The craft and its companions settled into the basin like a covey of birds

A rare smile touched Idaho's round, placid face. "M'Lord . . . Sire, I've

Behind Kynes, other Fremen were throwing fabric covers over their

Paul's arm in one hand, Jessica's shoulder in the other, hurling them down off

left them a little sur--"

"It's Idaho," he breathed.

Then he saw the lead craft in the moonlight, the way its wings cupped to

"It's Idaho," he breathed.