The Little Prince (27)

The Little Prince (27)

  Again the little prince disturbed my thoughts :

  " And you actually believe that flowers ― "

  " Oh, no ! " I cried.
  " No, no, no ! Idon't believe anything. I answered you with the first thing that came into my head. Don't you see ー I am very busy with matters of consequence ! "

  He stared at me, thunderstruck.

  " Matters of consequence ! "

  He looked at ne there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black with engine-grease, bending down over an object which seemed to him extremely ugly. . .

  " You talk just like the grown-ups ! "

  That made me a little ashamed.

  But he went on, relentlessly :
  " You mix everything up together. . . You confuse everything. . . "

  he was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze.

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