The
little
prince
answered
me
:
“That
doesn’t
matter
.
at
once
,
“Oh
,
come
,
come
!
looked
at
it
carefully
,
then
he
said
:
“No
.
me
there
,
with
my
hammer
in
my
hand
,
my
fingers
black
with
engine
gr
everywhere
to
find
a
place
to
sit
down
;
but
the
entire
planet
was
crammed
them
over
,
and
laughed
as
he
said
:
“Your
baobabs
,
they
look
a
little
like
cabbages.”
who
asked
me
so
many
was
present
at
the
first
appearance
of
a
huge
cried
out
,
then
:
“What
!
never
let
go
of
a
question
,
once
he
had
asked
it
.
stared
at
me
,
thunderstruck
.
“Matters
of
consequence
!
was
really
very
angry
.
now
white
with
rage
.
“The
flowers
have
been
growing
thorns
still
not
satisfied
.
“If
I
owned
a
silk
scarf,”
he
said
,
“I
could
put
it
around
my
not
able
to
reach
any
explanation
of
the
use
of
a
street
lamp
and
a
disappointed
.
“Has
it
any
mountains
?
can
say
to
himself
,
‘Somewhere
,
my
flower
is
there...’
But
if
the
sheep
eats
the
flower
,
in
one
could
not
say
anything
more
.
guess
easily
enough
that
she
was
not
any
too
modest
,
but
how
moving
,
and
also
pulled
up
,
with
a
certain
sense
of
dejection
,
the
found
himself
in
the
neighbourhood
of
the
asteroids
325
,
326
,
327
,
328
,
329
,
and
330
.
did
not
know
how
the
world
is
simplified
for
kings
.
yawned
.
went
on
with
his
explanation
:
“Your
planet
is
so
small
that
three
strides
will
take
away
,
to
look
again
at
the
roses
.
“You
are
not
at
all
like
my
rose,”
he
said
.
sat
down
on
the
table
and
panted
a
little
.
a
stone
,
and
raised
his
eyes
toward
the
sky
.
“I
wonder,”
he
said
,
“whether
the
stars
gazed
at
him
for
a
long
time
.
“You
are
a
funny
animal,”
he
said
at
last
.
“You
are
no
thicker
than
a
fi
them
.
smiled
.
“You
are
not
very
powerful
.
made
no
reply
.
“You
move
me
to
pity
,
you
are
so
weak
on
this
Earth
made
of
crossed
the
desert
and
met
with
only
one
flower
.
flushed
again
.
once
more
.
shuts
his
flower
under
her
glass
glass