#14392 - The brute wore naught beneath the breeches and his mighty trunk swung lewdly. I extricated myself and rushed to the bedroom. “Barney,” for that was the Blacksmith’s name hurried from his work around eight of the clock as the sun set in the early August sky, he passed not fifty yards from us and hurried on his quest.
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