1 And Tobit his father made his count every day: and when the days of the journey were expired, and they came not,
2 he said, Is he perchance detained? or is Gabael perchance dead, and there is no man to give him the money?
3 And he was sorely grieved.
4 But his wife said to him, The child has perished, seeing he waits long; and she began to bewail him, and said,
5 I care for nothing, my child, since I have let you go, the light of mine eyes.
6 And Tobit says to her, Hold your peace, take no care; he is in good health.