"M. or N. «Similia similibus curantur.»" by G. J. Whyte-Melville. Published by Good Press. Good Press publishes a wide range of titles that encompasses every genre. From well-known classics & literary fiction and non-fiction to forgotten−or yet undiscovered gems−of world literature, we issue the books that need to be read. Each Good Press edition has been meticulously edited and formatted to boost readability for all e-readers and devices. Our goal is to produce eBooks that are user-friendly and accessible to everyone in a high-quality digital format.
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G. J. Whyte-Melville. M. or N. "Similia similibus curantur."
M. or N. "Similia similibus curantur."
Table of Contents
CHAPTER I "SMALL AND EARLY"
CHAPTER II
"NIGHTFALL"
CHAPTER III
TOM RYFE
CHAPTER IV
CHAPTER V. THE CRACKSMAN'S CHECKMATE
CHAPTER VI
A REVERSIONARY INTEREST
CHAPTER VII. DICK STANMORE
CHAPTER VIII. NINA
CHAPTER IX. THE USUAL DIFFICULTY
CHAPTER X. THE FAIRY QUEEN
CHAPTER XI. IN THE SCALES
CHAPTER XII "A CRUEL PARTING"
CHAPTER XIII. SIXES AND SEVENS
CHAPTER XIV. THE OFFICERS' MESS
CHAPTER XV. MRS. STANMORE AT HOME
CHAPTER XVI "MISSING--A GENTLEMAN"
CHAPTER XVII "WANTED--A LADY"
CHAPTER XVIII "THE COMING QUEEN"
CHAPTER XIX. AN INCUBUS
CHAPTER XX "THE LITTLE CLOUD"
CHAPTER XXI. FURENS QUID FOEMINA
CHAPTER XXII "NOT FOR JOSEPH"
CHAPTER XXIII. ANONYMOUS
CHAPTER XXIV. PARTED
CHAPTER XXV. COAXING A FIGHT
CHAPTER XXVI. BAFFLED
CHAPTER XXVII. BLINDED
CHAPTER XXVIII. BEAT
CHAPTER XXIX. NIGHT-HAWKS
CHAPTER XXX. UNDER THE ACACIAS
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G. J. Whyte-Melville
Published by Good Press, 2019
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Tom Ryfe, returning to London by the next train, thought he had never felt so small; and yet, was not this proud, sorrowing, and beautiful young damsel the ideal he had been seeking hitherto in vain? It is not too much to say that for twenty miles he positively hated her, striving fiercely against the influence, which yet he could not but acknowledge. In another twenty, his good opinion of his best friend Mr. Ryfe reasserted itself. He had seen something of the world, and possessed, moreover, a certain shallow acquaintance with human nature, not of the highest class, so he argued thus--
"Women like what they are unaccustomed to. The Grand Duchess of Gerolstein makes love to a private soldier simply because she don't know what a private soldier is. This girl must have lived amongst a set of starched and stuck-up people who have not two ideas beyond themselves and their order. She has never so much as seen a smart, business-like, active fellow, ready to take all trouble off her hands, and make up her mind for her before she can turn round--young, too, and not so bad-looking, though I dare say she's used to good-looking chaps enough. The man's game who went in for Miss Bruce would be this: constant attention to her interests, supreme disregard for her feelings, and never to let her have her own way for a moment. She'd be so utterly taken aback she'd give in without a fight. Why shouldn't I try my chance? It's a good spec. It must be a good spec. And yet, hang it! such a high-handed girl as that would suit me without a shilling. It dashed me a little at first; but I like that scornful way of hers, I own. What eyes, too! and what hair! I wonder if I'm a fool. No; nothing's impossible; it's only difficult. What! London already? Ah! there's no place like town."
