Tom Jones Page #9

- I have procured this pardon for him!

- They can't hang an innocent man!

- They have done often enough before.

They won't have reached Tyburn yet.

We must stop them. Come.

If he swing by the string

He will hear the bell ring

And then there's an end to poor Tommy

Faster, faster, Goody!

Better luck in the next world, Mr Jones.

To die for a cause is a common evil.

To die for nonsense is the devil.

And 'twould be the devil's own nonsense

to leave Tom Jones without a rescuer.

Aargh!

Oh, my dear boy! Forgive me!

Forgive you?

How can I ever make amends for those

unjust suspicions I've held of you?

- You have always used me kindly.

- No, Nephew. I have used you cruelly.

- Nephew?

- Yes.

You are indeed illegitimate,

but your mother was not this lady here,

but my sister Bridget.

- Uncle!

- It is true, Tom.

Ah, this is no time for explanations!

Tom, thou art as hearty a cock

as any in the kingdom.

Go on, after your mistress.

Alas, I fear I've sinned against her

for all time. I doubt if she'll speak to me.

No, Tom, don't say you've lost her yet.

Go to her now.

- Go on, Tom,

- Go to her.

Go on, lad.

I will!

Ah, go to her, lad! To her!

Hark ye, Allworthy, I'll bet thee

a thousand pounds to a crown

we'll have a boy tomorrow nine months.

Happy the man and happy he alone,

he who can call today his own,

he who, secure within,

can say "Tomorrow, do thy worst,

for I have lived today. "

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