“三加二即是五。五加七即是十二。十二加三即是十五。你好。十五加七即是二十二。二十二加六即是二十八。我冇偶然候重新點著它。二十六加五，三十一。哎喲！一共是五億零一百六十二萬二千七百三十一。”

“那你說星星是誰的呀？”販子不歡暢地辯駁小王子。

“如許就行了嗎？”

“富了便能夠去買更多的星星，如果有人發明瞭這些星星的話。”

關於甚麼是端莊事，小王子的觀點與大人們的觀點非常分歧：“我有一朵花，我每天都給她澆水。我另有三座火山，我每禮拜清理它們，連死火山也清理。誰曉得它會不會再重生呢！我具有火山和花，這對我的火山有好處，對我的花也有好處。但是你對星星並冇有效處……”

“幾百萬甚麼？”

“嗯？你還待在這兒？五億零一百萬……我也不曉得是甚麼了。我的事情很多……我是個端莊的人，冇有工夫去閒談！二加五即是七……”

"That is enough," said the businessman.

“這麼多星星屬於你？”

The businessman raised his head.

不管這些，小王子另有更多的題目。

再次開端本身的路程，小王子心想：“這些大人們真是很特彆，全數都奇特極了。”

“這也行嗎？”

“蜜蜂嗎？”

"Eh Are you still there Five-hundred-and-one million― I can't stop... I have so much to do! I am concerned with matters of consequence. I don't amuse myself with balderdash. Two and five make seven...""Five-hundred-and-one million what" repeated the little prince, who never in his life had let go of a question once he had asked it.