“我不晓得，应当不属于任何人。”
这位贩子抬开端，说：
“五亿零一百万甚么呀？”小王子对峙问道。他提出题目以后，没有答案是向来不会放弃的。
"The grown-ups are certainly altogether extraordinary," he said simply, talking to himself as he continued on his journey.
"Good morning," the little prince said to him. "Your cigarette has gone out.""Three and two make five. Five and seven make twelve. Twelve and three make fifteen. Good morning. Fifteen and seven make twenty-two. Twenty-two and six make twenty-eight. I haven't time to light it again. Twenty-six and five make thirty-one. Phew! Then that makes five-hundred-and-one-million, six-hundred-twenty-two-thousand, seven-hundred-thirty-one.""Five hundred million what" asked the little prince.
“这也行吗？”
“几百万个小东西，这些小东西偶然呈现在天上。”
“这么多星星属于你？”
"How is it possible for one to own the stars""To whom do they belong" the businessman retorted, peevishly.
这个贩子张口结舌、无言以对。因而小王子分开了。
"You own the stars"
“不是，是些闪闪发亮的小东西。”
小王子达到的第四个星球属于一个贩子。这小我忙得不成开交，小王子到来的时候，他乃至连头都没有抬一下。
"Yes."
“苍蝇吗？”
小王子仍然还不满足，他说：
"During the fifty-four years that I have inhabited this planet, I have been disturbed only three times. The first time was twenty-two years ago, when some giddy goose fell from goodness knows where. He made the most frightful noise that resounded all over the place, and I made four mistakes in my addition. The second time, eleven years ago, I was disturbed by an attack of rheumatism. I don't get enough exercise. I have no time for loafing. The third time― well, this is it! I was saying, then, five -hundred-and-one millions―""Millions of what"