Losing patience at last, he demanded to know what was the matter.
"Want to say somethin' to me, do you ?" he inquired briskly.

"If you do, out with it! Don't set there workin' your face as if 'twas wound up, like a clockwork image." This remark had the effect of turning all the other faces toward Bailey's.

He was very much upset.
"No, no!" he stammered.

"No, no! I don't want you for nothin'.

Was I makin' my face go?
I--I didn't know it.