It'll be all right, and I'm not afraid." "Yes," she said, rising and regaining her self-control, "it will be all right, Thomas.

You go to sleep." And there were such evident reserves of strength behind her voice that Thomas lay down, certain that all would be well.

His mother had never failed him.
The mother went downstairs with the purpose in her heart of having a talk with her husband, but Donald Finch knew her ways well, and had resolved that he would have no speech with her upon the matter, for he knew that it would be impossible for him to persevere in his intention to "deal with" Thomas, if he allowed his wife to have any talk with him.
The morning brought the mother no opportunity of speech with her husband.

He, contrary to his custom, remained until breakfast in his room.

Outside in the kitchen, he could hear Billy Jack's cheerful tones and hearty laugh, and it angered him to think that his displeasure should have so little effect upon his household.