3 Tobit was very worried.
4 Then Anna said, “My son is dead. I'm sure of it.” She began to weep and to mourn for Tobias,
5 “Oh, my son, the joy of my life, why did I ever let you leave home?”
6 Tobit tried to comfort her. “Calm down, my dear,” he said. “Don't worry. He will be all right. Something unexpected is probably keeping them there longer than we counted on. Besides, his companion is a reliable man and a relative at that. Don't let yourself get so upset over him, dear. I'm sure he is already on his way home.”
7 But she replied, “Be quiet and leave me alone! Don't try to fool me. My son is dead.” Each day she would rush out of the house to the road which Tobias had taken and would watch for him until sunset. She would let no one comfort her, and when she returned home she would weep and mourn for her son all night long, without sleeping.The two-week wedding feast which Raguel had promised to hold for his daughter Sarah came to an end. So Tobias went to him and asked, “Please let me go home now. I'm certain my parents have given up all hope of ever seeing me again. Please, Raguel, let me go home to my father. I have already told you the condition he was in when I left.”
8 But Raguel answered, “Stay, my son. Stay here with me. I will send messengers to your father to tell him that you are all right.”
9 But Tobias insisted, “No, I can't! Please let me go back to my father.”