 Why, Gideon, where did you successfully hide grain from the Midianites? The season for grapes is so far off, they didn't think to search the winepress. Oh, you're a good son, Gideon, and wise. No wonder the Midianites fear you. Well, if you two will promise not to quarrel, I'll go now and thresh out some of that grain. If the Midianites catch you, son, you know what'll happen. So please do be careful. I will, Mother. I'll thresh the grain as quietly as possible, out of sight from prying eyes.