The Bear raised his head slowly and turned on the new-comers a pair of tired-looking eyes.
“I can’t sleep,” said he.
“Pooh!” said the Donkey. “You’re half-asleep now.”
“That’s just it,” returned the Bear, with a sigh. “I can’t get more than half-asleep.”
He really did appear gentle, and Buddie ventured to address him.
“If you sleep all winter—,” she began.
“Who said I slept all winter?” demanded the Bear, indignantly.
“I thought all bears did,” replied Buddie, confused.
“And ever since the first of May, when I moved,” went on the Bear, “I haven’t slept at all.”
“You wouldn’t earn much in the Land of Nod, where they pay you for sleeping,” said the Donkey. “That’s another old saw,” he added in an aside to Buddie.