The Little Prince (25)

The Little Prince (25)

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　　On the fifth day ー again, as always, it was thanks to the sheep ー the secret of the little prince's life was revealed to me.

  Abruptly, without anything to lead up to it, and as if the question had been born of long and silent meditation on his problem, he asked to me :
 " A sheep ー if it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers, too ? "

  " A sheep, " I answered, " eats anything it find in its reach. "

  " Even flowers that have thorns ? "

  " Yes, even flowers that have thorns. "

  " Then the thorns ー what use are they ? "

  I did not know.
  At that moment I was very busy trying to unscrew a bolt that had got stuck in my engine.
  I was very much worried, for it was becoming clear to me that the breakdown of my plane was extremly serious.

  And I had so little drinking water left that I had to fear the worst.

  " The thorns ー what use are they ? "

  The little prince never let go of a question, once he had asked it.

  As for me I was upset over that bolt.

(25/30~)