they were.

I took three cards, and wrote the name of a lady on each of them.
Then each lady took her card, and they went upstairs to the bed-room
pell-mell and laughing. The women were to stand of a row in a certain
order against a side of the room, we to follow in an order they did not
know. They were to feel all pricks twice, each giving her card to the
man at the second feel, if she knew the prick. We undressed to our
shirts, took off our rings, so as to leave no indications, and in that
condition entered the room. The dining-room door we closed, there was no
light on the first-floor lobby, nor in the bed-room, for we had put
out the fire there. So holding each other by the shoulder, we entered,
closed the door, and we were all in the room together in the dark.

We lifted our shirts, and closed on the women, each of whom in her turn
felt our pricks. One felt mine as if she meant to pull it off. On the
second feeling, we got somehow mixed, a slight tittering of women began,
some one hished, and the tittering ceased. Two hands touched me at the
same time, but one withdrew directly she touched the other's hand. A
card was put into my hand, afterwards another card touched me, and was
withdrawn. After waiting a minute I nudged the man next me. "Have you
all given cards?" shouted out the man. "Yes," shouted the three women
at once. Then we all burst out laughing, and the men went downstairs,
leaving the women all talking at once like Bedlam broke loose.

Looking at our cards, we found that each women had guessed rightly her
man's prick; but we changed our cards, and called out to the women who
came rushing down like mad. "Not one of you has guessed right," said I,
"you have all lost your bets." "I'll swear I'm right," said Lady A...,
"it's Adolphus that I gave my card to." This set us all questioning at
once. "What makes you so sure?" "She says it's very long and thin," said
Mabel, "and so it is." "Hold your tongue," said Marie. "I felt it," said
Mabel. "They all seemed the same to me," said Laura, "and one of you
pushed my hand away." "It was I," said Fred, "you wanted to feel too
much, you nearly frigged me," "Oh! what a lie." Then we told the truth,
and that each women had won, which caused much noisy satisfaction, then
we had more wine, we men still with naked legs.

I have told all I can recollect with exactitude, but there was lots more
said and done. Fred pulled up Lord A...'s shirt, his cock was not stiff.
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