climbing the Tree to which the Bird eſcaped.
Tom had almoſt recovered his little Name-ſake, when the Branch, on which it was perched, and that hung over a Canal, broke, and the poor Lad plumped over Head and Ears into the Warer.
Sophia’s Concern now changed its Object. And as ſhe apprehended the Boy’s Life was in Danger, ſhe ſcreamed ten times louder than before; and indeed Maſter Blifil himſelf now ſeconded her with all the Vociferation in his Power.
The Company, who were ſitting in a Room next the Garden, were inſtantly alarmed, and came all forth; but juſt as they reached the Canal, Tom, (for the Water was luckily pretty ſhallow in that Part) arrived ſafely on ſhore.
Thwackum fell violently on poor Tom, who ſtood dropping and ſhivering before him, when Mr. Allworthy deſired him to have Patience, and turning to Maſter Blifil, ſaid, ‘Pray, Child, what is the Reaſon of all this Diſturbance?’
Maſter
