A baby is deposited in the bed of Squire Allworthy, a wealthy widower in Georgian England. The baby is given the name of Tom Jones and given to Allworthyβs live-in sister to raise. She soon marries and has her own son, and the two boys are raised together, with the usual household rivalries and jealousies. As Tom reaches his late teenage years, he discovers the several young ladies that surround, but especially the one that lives next door. Circumstances eventually lead to Tom being thrown out of Allworthyβs house, and the bulk of the novel is about the resulting adventures and pursuit of his beloved Sophia.
Tom Jones is many things: a coming-of-age story, a romance, a picaresque, but it is first and foremost a comedy. It is also one of the earliest English novels, and was hugely popular when it was released, going through four printings in its first year. Fielding used the first chapter of each of its eighteen βbooksβ to weigh in on a wide-range of topics, from critics to religion, and his narrator is as important a character in the novel as Tom himself. Highly regarded and highly popular, it is still in print over three-and-a-half centuries after its initial success.
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His character, and the obligation I have just received from him, demand it. I have determined at present to listen to no such proposals from any person. My only desire is to be restored to the affection of my father, and to be again the mistress of his family. This, sir, I hope to owe to your good offices. Let me beseech you, let me conjure you, by all the goodness which I, and all who know you, have experienced, do not, the very moment when you have released me from one persecution, do not engage me in another as miserable and as fruitless.ββ ββIndeed, Miss Western,β replied Allworthy, βI am capable of no such conduct; and if this be your resolution, he must submit to the disappointment, whatever torments he may suffer under it.ββ ββI must smile now, Mr. Allworthy,β answered Sophia, βwhen you mention the torments of a man whom I do not know, and who can consequently have so little acquaintance with me.ββ ββPardon me, dear young lady,β cries Allworthy, βI begin now to be afraid he hath had too much acquaintance for the repose of his future days; since, if ever man was capable of a sincere, violent, and noble passion, such, I am convinced, is my unhappy nephewβs for Miss Western.ββ ββA nephew of yourβs, Mr. Allworthy!β answered Sophia. βIt is surely strange. I never heard of him before.ββ ββIndeed, madam,β cries Allworthy, βit is only the circumstance of his being my nephew to which you are a stranger, and which, till this day, was a secret to me.β βMr. Jones, who has long loved you, he! he is my nephew!ββ ββMr. Jones your nephew, sir!β cries Sophia, βcan it be possible?ββ ββHe is, indeed, madam,β answered Allworthy; βhe is my own sisterβs sonβ βas such I shall always own him; nor am I ashamed of owning him. I am much more ashamed of my past behaviour to him; but I was as ignorant of his merit as of his birth. Indeed, Miss Western, I have used him cruellyβ βIndeed I have.ββ βHere the good man wiped his eyes, and after a short pause proceededβ ββI never shall be able to reward him for his sufferings without your assistance.β βBelieve me, most amiable young lady, I must have a great esteem of that offering which I make to your worth. I know he hath been guilty of faults; but there is great goodness of heart at the bottom. Believe me, madam, there is.β Here he stopped, seeming to expect an answer, which he presently received from Sophia, after she had a little recovered herself from the hurry of spirits into which so strange and sudden information had thrown her: βI sincerely wish you joy, sir, of a discovery in which you seem to have such satisfaction. I doubt not but you will have all the comfort you can promise yourself from it. The young gentleman hath certainly a thousand good qualities, which makes it impossible he should not behave well to such an uncle.ββ ββI hope, madam,β said Allworthy, βhe hath those good qualities which must make him a good husband.β βHe must, I am sure, be of all men the most abandoned, if a lady of your merit should condescendβ ββ βYou must pardon me, Mr. Allworthy,β answered Sophia; βI cannot listen to a proposal of this kind. Mr. Jones, I am convinced, hath much merit; but I shall never receive Mr. Jones as one who is to be my husbandβ βUpon my honour I never will.ββ ββPardon me, madam,β cries Allworthy, βif I am a little surprised, after what I have heard from Mr. Westernβ βI hope the unhappy young man hath done nothing to forfeit your good opinion, if he had ever the honour to enjoy it.β βPerhaps, he may have been misrepresented to you, as he was to me. The same villainy may have injured him everywhere.β βHe is no murderer, I assure you; as he hath been called.ββ ββMr. Allworthy,β answered Sophia, βI have told you my resolution. I wonder not at what my father hath told you; but, whatever his apprehensions or fears have been, if I know my heart, I have given no occasion for them; since it hath always been a fixed principle with me, never to have married without his consent. This is, I think, the duty of a child to a parent; and this, I hope, nothing could ever have prevailed with me to swerve from. I do not indeed conceive that the authority of any parent can oblige us to marry in direct opposition to our inclinations. To avoid a force of this kind, which I had reason to suspect, I left my fatherβs house, and sought protection elsewhere. This is the truth of my story; and if the world, or my father, carry my intentions any farther, my own conscience will acquit me.ββ ββI hear you, Miss Western,β cries Allworthy, βwith admiration. I admire the justness of your sentiments; but surely there is more in this. I am cautious of offending you, young lady; but am I to look on all which I have hitherto heard or seen as a dream only? And have you suffered so much cruelty from your father on the account of a man to whom you have been always absolutely indifferent?ββ ββI beg, Mr. Allworthy,β answered Sophia, βyou will not insist on my reasons;β βyes, I have suffered indeed; I will not, Mr. Allworthy, concealβ βI will be very sincere with youβ βI own I had a great opinion of Mr. Jonesβ βI believeβ βI know I have suffered for my opinionβ βI have been treated cruelly by my aunt, as well as by my father; but that is now pastβ βI beg I may not be farther pressed; for, whatever hath been, my resolution is now fixed. Your nephew, sir, hath many virtuesβ βhe hath great virtues, Mr. Allworthy. I question not but he will do you honour in the world, and make you happy.ββ ββI wish I could make him so, madam,β replied Allworthy; βbut that I am convinced is only in your power. It is that conviction which hath made me so earnest a solicitor in his favour.ββ ββYou are deceived indeed,
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