"At night I want you to put me under a glass globe.
It is very cold where you live. In the place I came from--"
But she interrupted herself at that point.
She had come in the form of a seed.
She could not have known anything of any other worlds.
Embarassed over having let herself be caught on the verge of such a naive untruth, she coughed two or three times, in order to put the little prince in the wrong.
"The screen?"
"I was just going to look for it when you spoke to me . . ."
Then she forced her cough a little more so that he should suffer from remorse just the same.
So the little prince, in spite of all the good will that was inseparable from his love, had soon come to doubt her.