But if I don't wink my eyes sometimes they'll begin to smart and get full of tears, and then I won't be able to see anything--and then all the keeping still will be just wasted." "Of course, you won't be able to keep from winking," agreed Uncle Andy.
"And, of course, you won't be able to keep from _breathing_.

But you mustn't make a noise about either process." "How can I make a noise winking ?" demanded the Child in a voice of eager surprise.

If such a thing were possible he wanted to learn how at once.
"Oh, nonsense!" returned Uncle Andy.

"Now, listen to me! We're nearly there, and I don't want to have to do any more talking, because the quieter we are now the sooner the wild folk will get over their first suspiciousness.

Now, after we once get fixed, you won't move a muscle, not even if two or three mosquitoes alight on you at once and begin to help themselves ?" "No!" agreed the Child confidently.