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When
the
Council
of
the
Home
questioned
us
,
we
looked
upon
the
faces
of
the
Council
,
but
there
was
no
curiosity
in
those
faces
,
and
no
anger
,
and
no
mercy
.
So
when
the
oldest
of
them
asked
us
:
“
Where
have
you
been
?
”
we
thought
of
our
glass
box
and
of
our
light
,
and
we
forgot
all
else
.
And
we
answered
:
“
We
will
not
tell
you
.
”
The
oldest
did
not
question
us
further
.
They
turned
to
the
two
youngest
,
and
said
,
and
their
voice
was
bored
:
“
Take
our
brother
Equality
7
-
2521
to
the
Palace
of
Corrective
Detention
.
Lash
them
until
they
tell
.
”
So
we
were
taken
to
the
Stone
Room
under
the
Palace
of
Corrective
Detention
.
This
room
has
no
windows
and
it
is
empty
save
for
an
iron
post
.
Two
men
stood
by
the
post
,
naked
but
for
leather
aprons
and
leather
hoods
over
their
faces
.
Those
who
had
brought
us
departed
,
leaving
us
to
the
two
Judges
who
stood
in
a
corner
of
the
room
.
The
Judges
were
small
,
thin
men
,
grey
and
bent
.
They
gave
the
signal
to
the
two
strong
hooded
ones
.
They
tore
the
clothes
from
our
body
,
they
threw
us
down
upon
our
knees
and
they
tied
our
hands
to
the
iron
post
.
The
first
blow
of
the
lash
felt
as
if
our
spine
had
been
cut
in
two
.
The
second
blow
stopped
the
first
,
and
for
a
second
we
felt
nothing
,
then
the
pain
struck
us
in
our
throat
and
fire
ran
in
our
lungs
without
air
.
But
we
did
not
cry
out
.
The
lash
whistled
like
a
singing
wind
.
We
tried
to
count
the
blows
,
but
we
lost
count
.
We
knew
that
the
blows
were
falling
upon
our
back
.
Only
we
felt
nothing
upon
our
back
any
longer
.
A
flaming
grill
kept
dancing
before
our
eyes
,
and
we
thought
of
nothing
save
that
grill
,
a
grill
,
a
grill
of
red
squares
,
and
then
we
knew
that
we
were
looking
at
the
squares
of
the
iron
grill
in
the
door
,
and
there
were
also
the
squares
of
stone
on
the
walls
,
and
the
squares
which
the
lash
was
cutting
upon
our
back
,
crossing
and
re
-
crossing
itself
in
our
flesh
.
Then
we
saw
a
fist
before
us
.
It
knocked
our
chin
up
,
and
we
saw
the
red
froth
of
our
mouth
on
the
withered
fingers
,
and
the
Judge
asked
:
“
Where
have
you
been
?
”
But
we
jerked
our
head
away
,
hid
our
face
upon
our
tied
hands
,
and
bit
our
lips
.
