We understand that perfectly." Andy shook his head in meek denial, and with a sudden impulse turned toward the cabin.

"Oh, Pink!" he called, and brought that boyish-faced young man to the door, his eyes as wide and as pure as the eyes of a child.
Pink lifted his hat with just the proper degree of confusion to impress the girls with his bashfulness and his awe of their presence.

His eyes were the same pansy-purple as when the Flying U first made tumultuous acquaintance with him.

His apparent innocence had completely fooled the Happy Family, you will remember.

They had called him Mamma's Little Lamb and had composed poetry and horrific personal history for his benefit.
The few years had not changed him.