purpose you may please. - It's from my Sophie. - Good. "Sir, " she wrote, "my aunt has just now shown me a letter from you to Lady Bellaston which contains a proposal of marriage. " "All I desire is that your name may never more be mentioned to your obliged humble servant, Sophie Western. " You could try Mrs Fitzpatrick. She might be able to help. 'Tis said that hope is a bad supper, but makes a good breakfast, and in the morning Tom set off for Mrs Fitzpatrick to seek help. Not a moment too soon, for who should arrive but his old benefactor, Squire Allworthy. Mr Allworthy! What an unexpected pleasure. - Good morning, Mrs Miller. - You are come to forgive him. - Forgive who, Mrs Miller? - Dear Mr Jones. Mr Jones, here, madam? No, I've come to bring my nephew Mr Blifil to London. She must be a most contemptible woman who can overlook merits such as yours. An old acquaintance arrives. I swear that dirty whore's had it now! You wait till I get me hands on her! Let us meet tomorrow. We will find a way of easing your predicament. Oh... Yes, tomorrow. Thank you. Oh! I'm very sorry... My dear sir, I hope no ill blood remains between us. Sir, I don't remember your name. Nor I yours, but I remember your face from the inn at Upton. - Upton... Then your name is Tom Jones? - Indeed it is, sir. Then you have been with me wife after all! Well, that's for you, you rascal! And if you don't give me satisfaction for that blow, I'll give you another! Fight, damn you! Aargh! - I'm sorry, but you drew this on yourself. - Liar! You set on him to rob him! - I was coming out of the house... - (all talk at once) Only to defend myself! He drew his sword! Step back there. What's this all about? (bystanders all talk at once) Yes - for armed robbery. - You're certain the bastard will hang? - No doubt of it. I hired these two to follow Master Jones - which they did with rare zeal. Good. See that they're properly taken care of, will you? I will break the news to my uncle. Mr Jones has one of the kindest hearts I know. He never mentions your name but to praise it. Uncle... I am afraid to tell you what has happened. It may shock you too much. What's the matter, Nephew? Your adopted son, sir - Jones - has proved himself one of the greatest villains on earth. If anyone else called him a villain I'd throw this tea in his face. Mrs Miller. I know he's not without faults, but they're those of wildness and youth, and I am sure many of us have worse. At least we're not footpads, Mrs Miller. What do you mean? Mr Jones has attacked a man. He has been sentenced to be hanged at Tyburn. Nobody can save him now. If he swing by the string He will hear the bell ring And then there's an end to poor Tommy He must hang by the noose, For no hand will cut loose The rope from the neck of poor Tommy If he swing... If he swing... And Tom was to swing - his enemies had determined on that. So Lawyer Dowling decided to pay a call on Mr Fitzpatrick, and who should receive him but Mrs Waters. Strictly confidential. I come from a most worthy gentleman, whose name at the moment I am not at liberty to divulge. What does this mysterious gentleman want of me? He wants you to help him see that justice is done. To make sure that Jones gets his just deserts. For any assistance you can give him he is prepared to pay handsomely. He is? You interest me, sir. What is the proposition? Meanwhile, faithful Partridge searched for anyone who could prove Tom's innocence of the charge against him. Constable... Constable, have you seen a man with a big scar on his cheek? No, can't say as I 'ave. But all the rogues in ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Сверхновая на английском - текст Константин на английском - текст Ты, живущий на английском - текст Был отец на английском - текст Шестнадцать свечей на английском |