Bred in the Bone; Or, Like Father, Like Son

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James Payn. Bred in the Bone; Or, Like Father, Like Son

Bred in the Bone; Or, Like Father, Like Son

Table of Contents

CHAPTER I

CAREW OF CROMPTON

CHAPTER II

WAITING FOR AN INTRODUCTION

CHAPTER III

THE NIGHT-WATCH

CHAPTER IV

ACROSS THE THRESHOLD

CHAPTER V

AT CROMPTON

CHAPTER VI

THE FEAST OF LAPITHAE

CHAPTER VII

YORKE REPORTS PROGRESS

CHAPTER VIII

HOW BENEDICT BECAME A BACHELOR

CHAPTER IX

IN BLOOMSBURY

CHAPTER X

OVER THE EMBERS

CHAPTER XI

THE GUIDE TO GETHIN

CHAPTER XII

A PERILOUS CLIMB

CHAPTER XIII

FISHING FOR AN INVITATION

CHAPTER XIV

THE BAR PARLOR

CHAPTER XV

SOLOMON'S REMINISCENCES

CHAPTER XVI

SPRING-TIDE

CHAPTER XVII

WORKING ON A PIVOT

CHAPTER XVIII

BY MOONLIGHT

CHAPTER XIX

RICHARD BURNS HIS BOATS

CHAPTER XX

ON THE BRINK

CHAPTER XXI

THE MINERS' BANK

CHAPTER XXII

LEAVING THE WORLD

CHAPTER XXIII

THE LETTER LOOK

CHAPTER XXIV

A HARD ALTERNATIVE

CHAPTER XXV

AN UNEXPECTED GUEST

CHAPTER XXVI

MR. ROBERT BALFOUR

CHAPTER XXVII

ATTORNEY AND CLIENT

CHAPTER XXVIII

THE IRON CAGE

CHAPTER XXIX

IN THE COURT-HOUSE

CHAPTER XXX

FOR THE DEFENSE

"B, N, Z."

CHAPTER XXXI

THE SENTENCE

CHAPTER XXXII

BROODING

CHAPTER XXXIII

IN COUPLES

CHAPTER XXXIV

OUT OF THE WORLD

CHAPTER XXXV

BASIL

CHAPTER XXXVI

THE OMEN

CHAPTER XXXVII

WITCHERY

CHAPTER XXXVIII

OVER THE ROOF

CHAPTER XXXIX

NEWS FROM LINGMOOR

CHAPTER XL

A PROJECTED PARTNERSHIP

CHAPTER XLI

IN THE TOILS

CHAPTER XLII

THE MINE AT MIDNIGHT

CHAPTER XLIII

THE SMOKING-ROOM OF THE GEORGE AND VULTURE

CHAPTER XLIV

STILL HUMAN

CHAPTER XLV

FACE TO FACE

CHAPTER XLVI

CURTIUS

CHAPTER XLVII

WHAT WAS FOUND IN WHEAL DANES

CHAPTER XLVIII

MAKING PEACE

CHAPTER XLIX

REST AT LAST

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James Payn

A Novel

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"You must allow me to be the best judge of my own affairs," interrupted the young fellow, haughtily; "so you will be so good as to say nothing more about the matter."

"Just as you please, Sir; and I am sure you are very kind," answered the keeper, slipping the coins into his pocket. "Squire hisself could not be more liberal, that's certain. You are tired, I see; and I wish you good-night, Sir, or rather good-morning."

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