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.//