The Building with No Doors

He wound around past a couple of red arched slatboard buildings that he could see through the large open doors had men astride benches next to forges from whose flaming maws they were using tongs to pull seething lumps of white-hot iron ingots onto anvils and then hitting them with enormous hammers. He swung around back of the towering white house that was now the Broke family home and passed the mysterious plain grey building his father forbade anyone, on pain of death, from entering, even though entry was impossible because the structure had no doors.

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