"Not here in this country, you can't.

You ask anybody.
You don't trust your eyes when yuh come to a dry lake an' you see water, an' the bushes around the shore reflected in the water, an' mebby a boat out in the middle.

_Do_ yuh?
You don't trust your eyes when you look at them hills.

They look close enough to walk over to 'em in half or three quarters of an hour.

_Don't_ they?
An' didn't I take yuh in my Ford auto-_mo_-bile, an' wasn't it twelve?
An' d'yuh trust your eyes when yuh look up, an' it looks like you could knock stars down with a tent pole, like yuh knock apples off'n trees?
Sure, you can't trust your eyes! When yuh hit the desert, oletimer, yuh pack two of the biggest liars on earth right under your eyebrows." He chuckled at that.