It is a very small sheep that I have given you.
He bent his head over the drawing.
Not so small that--Look! He has gone to sleep . . .
And that is how I made the acquaintance of the little prince.
Chapter 3
It took me a long time to learn where he came from.
The little prince, who asked me so many questions, never seemed to hear the ones I asked him.
It was from words dropped by chance that, little by little, everything was revealed to me.
The first time he saw my airplane, for instance (I shall not draw my airplane; that would be much too complicated for me), he asked me:
What is that object?