Patsy opened the door, gasped and stood still, his eyes popping out like a startled rabbit.
"Well, what's eating you ?" Andy demanded querulously, and pushed past him into the room.
Not all of the Happy Family were there.

Cal, Jack Bates, Irish and Happy Jack had gone into the Bad Lands next to the river; but there were enough left to make the soul of Andy quiver forebodingly, and to send the flush of extreme humiliation to his cheeks.
The Happy Family looked at him in stunned surprise; then they glanced at one another in swift, wordless inquiry, grinned wisely and warily, and went on with their dinner.

At least they pretended to go on with their dinner, while Andy glared at them with amazed reproach in his misleadingly honest gray eyes.
"When you've got plenty of time," he said at last in a choked tone, "maybe one of you obliging cusses will untie this damned rope." "Why, sure!" Pink threw a leg over the bench and got up with cheerful alacrity.

"I'll do it now, if you say so; I didn't know but what that was some new fad of yours, like--" "Fad!" Andy repeated the word like an explosion.
"Well, by golly, Andy needn't think I'm goin' to foller that there style," Slim stated solemnly.

"I need m' rope for something else than to tie n' clothes on with." "I sure do hate to see a man wear funny things just to make himself conspicuous," Pink observed, while he fumbled at the knot, which was intricate.