“Two and five make seven…” “Five hundred million what?” repeated the little prince who never in his life let go a question when he asked it.
The businessman looked at him, “For the fifty-four years I was disturbed only three times.”
“The first time it was twenty-two years ago, by a bird which fell on my desk.”
“The bird made a terrible noise, and I made four mistakes in my calculation.”
“The second time, eleven years ago, I was disturbed by rheumatism. I don’t have enough exercise.”
“I have no time for such unproductive activity. I’m a serious man. The third time is now! Where was I?”
“Five hundred and one million…” “Million what?”
The businessman understood that if he wanted to have peace, he had to answer this question.
“Millions of those little things which you sometimes see in the sky.”
“Flies?” “No, not flies.” “Bees?” “Oh, no. The little golden things.”
“Lazy people like them because they can dream when they look at them. But I am a serious man! I have no time to dream.”
“Ah, stars?” “Yes, the stars.” “And what do you do with five hundred million stars?”
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