1
When I returned to my house in the time of King Esarhaddon, my wife Anna and my son Tobias were restored to me. During our Festival of Pentecost, which is the holy Festival of Weeks, a splendid meal was cooked for me, and I lay down to eat.
2
The table was set before me, and many fine foods were brought to me. Then I said to my son Tobias, "Go, my son, and find one of our poorer relatives captive here in Nineveh, someone who pays attention to God with all his heart. Bring him here to eat with me. I will wait here, son, until you return."
3
Tobias left to find some poor person among our relatives. When he returned, he said, "Father?" I answered, "I'm here, my son." He exclaimed, "Father, one of our people has been murdered and tossed into the marketplace; his strangled body is just lying there."
4
I got up and left the meal before tasting it. I removed the body from the street and placed it in one of the smaller houses until sunset when I would bury it.
5
Then, when I returned, I washed myself and ate my food in sadness.