“Your father thinks that, too.”
“Oh, does he? Then he won't mind if I don't go!”
“I don't know. I 'll tell him what you say.” The mother slipped out, and returned to the kitchen. “She doesn't want to go, father.”
“But I have asked her to. I can't explain to you, or her—”
“She seems to know more than you do. She says it's a mistake.”
“It is; it must be. But I said—”
“Now, father, don't you think we'd just better not say anything more? Nobody is going to hurt us in our own home.”
“No, he said that himself.”
“Well, now, suppose we just let her have her way. I could see something was troubling her, and I think she'd best be let alone.”
The Captain had done what he could, so now he returned to his nets and left his wife to begin getting supper.