“Quid quid deliquiste,” he said, and she dipped her hand in the water again and marked the cross on the soles of his feet. “Libera nos, quaesumus, Domine, ” he prompted. “Ab omnibus malis,” Kivrin said, “praeteritis, praesenti-bus, et futuris.” Deliver us, we beseech Thee, O Lord, from all evils, past, present, and to come. “Perducat te ad vitam aeternam,” he murmured. And bring thee unto life everlasting. “Amen,” Kivrin said, and leaned forward to catch the blood that came pouring out of him.
