The little prince looked everywhere/to find a place to sit down;/but the entire planet was crammed/with the king’s magnificent ermine robe.
So,/he remained standing upright and,/since the little prince was tired,/he yawned.
“It is contrary to royal etiquette/to yawn in the presence of a king,”/the monarch said to him. “I forbid you to do so.”
“I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself,”/replied the little prince,/thoroughly embarrassed. “I have come on a long journey,/and I have had no sleep....”
“Ah,/then,”/the king said,/“I order you to yawn. Come, now. Yawn again. It is an order!”
The king had a magnificent air of authority. People on this planet/did anything the king ordered. Or rather,/it is better to say/that they didn’t do anything/without the king’s order.
“Grown-ups are very strange,”/the little prince said to himself,/as he continued on his journey.
On the second planet/lived a man/who was very vain.
“Ah! I am about to receive a visit/from an admirer!”/he exclaimed,/when he first saw the little prince/coming from afar.
To conceited men,/all other men are admirers. He asked the little prince/to praise everything he did.
“Grown-ups are certainly very odd,”/the little prince said to himself/as he continued on his journey.
On the third planet/lived a man/who drank to forget his drinking habit.
“What are you doing there?”/the little prince said to the drunkard,/whom he found sitting down in silence/before a collection of bottles.
“I am drinking,”/replied the drunkard,/with a dismal air.
“Why are you drinking?”/demanded the little prince.
“So that I may forget,”/replied the drunkard.
“Forget what?”/inquired the little prince,/who already was sorry for him.
“Forget that I am ashamed,”/the drunkard confessed,/hanging his head.
“Ashamed of what?”/insisted the little prince,/who wanted to help him.
“Ashamed of drinking!”
“Grown-ups are certainly very, very odd,”/he said to himself,/as he continued on his journey.
“It is contrary to royal etiquette/to yawn in the presence of a king,”/the monarch said to him. “I forbid you to do so.”
“I can’t help it. I can’t stop myself,”/replied the little prince,/thoroughly embarrassed. “I have come on a long journey,/and I have had no sleep....”
“Ah,/then,”/the king said,/“I order you to yawn. Come, now. Yawn again. It is an order!”
The king had a magnificent air of authority. People on this planet/did anything the king ordered. Or rather,/it is better to say/that they didn’t do anything/without the king’s order.
“Grown-ups are very strange,”/the little prince said to himself,/as he continued on his journey.
On the second planet/lived a man/who was very vain.
“Ah! I am about to receive a visit/from an admirer!”/he exclaimed,/when he first saw the little prince/coming from afar.
To conceited men,/all other men are admirers. He asked the little prince/to praise everything he did.
“Grown-ups are certainly very odd,”/the little prince said to himself/as he continued on his journey.
On the third planet/lived a man/who drank to forget his drinking habit.
“What are you doing there?”/the little prince said to the drunkard,/whom he found sitting down in silence/before a collection of bottles.
“I am drinking,”/replied the drunkard,/with a dismal air.
“Why are you drinking?”/demanded the little prince.
“So that I may forget,”/replied the drunkard.
“Forget what?”/inquired the little prince,/who already was sorry for him.
“Forget that I am ashamed,”/the drunkard confessed,/hanging his head.
“Ashamed of what?”/insisted the little prince,/who wanted to help him.
“Ashamed of drinking!”
“Grown-ups are certainly very, very odd,”/he said to himself,/as he continued on his journey.