 may, perhaps, wonder at hearing nothing of Mr. Jones in the last
Chapter. In fact, his Behaviour was so different from that of the Persons there
mentioned, that we chose not to confound his Name with theirs.
    When the good Man had ended his Speech, Jones was the last who deserted the
Room. Thence he retired to his own Apartment, to give Vent to his Concern; but
the Restlessness of his Mind would not suffer him to remain long there; he
slipped softly, therefore, to Allworthy's Chamber Door, where he listened a
considerable Time without hearing any Kind of Motion within, unless a violent
snoring, which at last his Fears misrepresented as Groans. This so alarmed him,
that he could not forbear entering the Room; where he found the good Man in the
Bed in a sweet composed Sleep, and his Nurse snoring in the above-mentioned
hearty Manner, at the Bed's-Feet. He immediately took the only Method of
silencing this thorough Bass, whose Music he feared might disturb Mr. Allworthy;
and then sitting down by the Nurse, he remained motionless till Blifil and the
Doctor came in together, and waked the sick Man; in order that the Doctor might
feel his Pulse, and that the other might communicate to him that Piece of News,
which, had Jones been apprized of it, would have had great Difficulty of finding
its Way to Mr. Allworthy's Ear at such a Season.
    When he first heard Blifil tell his Uncle this Story, Jones could hardly
contain the Wrath which kindled in him at the other's Indiscretion, especially
as the Doctor shook his Head, and declared his Unwillingness to have the Matter
mentioned to his Patient. But as his Passion did not so far deprive him of all
Use of his Understanding, as to hide from him the Consequences which any violent
Expressions towards Blifil might have on the Sick, this Apprehension stilled his
Rage, at the present; and he grew afterwards so satisfied with finding that this
News had, in fact, produced no Mischief, that he suffered his Anger to die in
his own Bosom, without ever mentioning it to Blifil.
    The Physician dined that Day at Mr. Allworthy's; and having after Dinner
visited his Patient, he returned to the Company, and told them, that he had now
the Satisfaction to say, with Assurance, that his Patient was out of all Danger:
That he had brought his Fever to a perfect Intermission, and doubted not by
throwing in the Bark to prevent its Return.
    This Account so pleased Jones, and threw
