I don't believe his name is Taber. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. “She contrives somehow to strike the personal note in an amazing manner. But at this point he was still subservient, still outwardly humble, in spite of the blackhearted villainy that was even then burgeoning in his breast. He turned the wheel carefully as he touched her neck with the other, threading her soft curls in between his slim fingers. ‘Well, if that’s what the good Lord wants, then you’ll just have to accept it. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her.
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