Now, day by day, Tobit kept counting how many days Tobias would need for going and for returning. And when the days had passed and his son did not appear, he said,
"Is it possible that he has been detained? Or that Gabael has died, and there is no one to give him the money?"
And he began to worry.
His wife Anna said,
"My child has perished and is no longer among the living."
And she began to weep and mourn for her son, saying,
"Woe to me, my child, the light of my eyes, that I let you make the journey."
But Tobit kept saying to her,
"Be quiet and stop worrying, my dear; he is all right. Probably something unexpected has happened there. The man who went with him is trustworthy and is one of our own kin. Do not grieve for him, my dear; he will soon be here."
She answered him,
"Be quiet yourself! Stop trying to deceive me! My child has perished."
She would rush out every day and watch the road her son had taken, and would heed no one. When the sun had set she would go in and mourn and weep all night long, getting no sleep at all.