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I made a little gesture for patience and then I stood up and beckoned for them to come with me. Lestat gestured to Stirling. I took to sitting with her as she went through the ritual, and we talked over all the trivia of the day, and then we said our prayers. They watched approvingly as the nine cords cut into her back on the first three lashes, and then a whisper of suppressed excitement swept through the crowd as the fourth lash fell.
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