"I will ask for your opinion when I require it.

You and others beside you in this house need to learn your places." Billy Jack made no reply, fearing to make matters worse, though he found it hard not to resent this taunt, which he knew well was flung at his mother.
"I wonder at you, Thomas, after such a sermon as yon.

I wonder you are able to sit there unconcerned at this table.

I wonder you are not hiding your head in shame and confusion." The old man was lashing himself into a white rage, while Thomas sat looking stolidly before him, his slow tongue finding no words of defense.

And indeed, he had little thought of defending himself.