1 Now day by day Tobit kept counting how many days he would spend in going and how many return in. 2 And when the days were expired, and his son was not come, he said, Is he perchance detained there? 3 or is Gabael perchance dead, and there is no man to give him the money? And he began to grieve. 4 And Anna his wife saith, My child hath perished, and is no longer among the living; and she began to weep and bewail her son, and said, 5 Woe is me, my child, that I let thee go, the light of mine eyes. 6 And Tobit kept saying unto her, Hold thy peace, trouble not, sister, he is in good health; doubtless some distracting business hath befallen them there; and the man who went with him is trusty and one of our brethren; grieve not for him, sister, soon he will be here.