many words. I ain't afraid to face it. What has my son done?"

Cephas grunted something inarticulate.

"What?" said Deborah. "I can't hear what you say. I want to know what
my son has done. I've heard how you turned him out of your house last
night, and I want to know what it was for. I want to know what he has
done. You're an old man, and a God-fearing one, if you have got your
own ideas about some things. Barnabas is young, and apt to be
headstrong. He ain't always been as mindful of obedience as he might
be. I've tried to do my best by him, but he don't always carry out my
teachin's. I ain't afraid to say this, if he is my son. I want to
know what he's done. If it's anything wrong, I shall be jest as hard
on him as the Lord for it. I'm his mother, but I can see his faults,
and be just. I want to know what he has done."

Charlotte gave one great cry. "Oh, Mrs. Thayer, he hasn't done
anything wrong; Barney hasn't done anything wrong!"

But Deborah quite ignored her. She kept her eyes fixed upon Cephas.
"What has my son done?" she demanded again. "If he's done anything
wrong I want to know it. I ain't afraid to deal with him. You ordered
him out of your house, and he didn't come home at all last night. I
don't know where he was. He won't speak a word this mornin' to tell
me. I've been out in the field where he's to work ploughin', and I
tried to make him tell me, but he wouldn't say a word. I sat up and
waited all night, but he didn't come home. Now I want to know where
he was, and what he's done, and why you ordered him out of the house.
If he's been swearin', or takin' anything that didn't belong to him,
or drinkin', I want to know it, so I can deal with him as his mother