英中英|12_TheLittlePrince小王子_|林_乐明无念

I did not answer. At that instant I was saying to myself: "If thisbolt still won't turn, I am going to knock it out with the hammer." Againthe little prince disturbed my thoughts."And you actually believe that the flowers--""Oh, no!" I cried. "No, no no! I don't believe anything. Ianswered you with the first thing that came into my head. Don't you see-- I amvery busy with matters of consequence!"He stared at me, thunderstruck."Matters of consequence!"He looked at me there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black withengine-grease, bending down over an object which seemed to him extremelyugly..."You talk just like the grown-ups!"That made me a little ashamed. But he went on, relentlessly:"You mix everything up together... You confuse everything..."He was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze."I know a planet where there is a certain red-faced gentleman. He hasnever smelled a flower. He has never looked at a star. He has never loved anyone. He has never done anything in his life but add up figures. And all day hesays over and over, just like you: 'I am busy with matters of consequence!' Andthat makes him swell up with pride. But he is not a man-- he is a mushroom!""A what?""A mushroom!"Thelittle prince was now white with rage.