She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. Wild," said the turnkey, trembling in every joint. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft.
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