If the hunters danced at any time, the days would all be the same for me, and I would have no holiday.
So the little prince spent some time with the fox every day.
And when the hour of his departure was near, the fox said, “Ah! I’m sad. I will cry.”
“It’s your mistake,” said the little prince, “I never wanted to hurt you, but you wanted me to stay with you.”
“Yes, of course,” said the fox. “But you will cry!” said the little prince.
“Yes, of course,” said the fox. “Then you get nothing out of it!”
“I get something,” said the fox, “the colour of the corn helps me get something.”
Then he added, “Go and look again at the roses. You will understand now that your rose is special in all the world.
Then come back to say goodbye to me, and I will give you a present. The present will be a secret.
The little prince went to look at the roses again.
“You’re not like my rose. You’re nothing to me at the moment,” he told them.
“Nobody is connected to you and you’re connected to nobody. You’re like my fox when I first met him.
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