Chapter2
-thenarratorcrashesinthedesertandmakestheacquaintanceofthelittleprinceSoIlivedmylifealone,withoutanyonethatIcouldreallytalkto,untilIhadanaccidentwithmyplaneintheDesertofSahara,sixyearsago.Somethingwasbrokeninmyengine.AndasIhadwithmeneitheramechanicnoranypassengers,Isetmyselftoattemptthedifficultrepairsallalone.Itwasaquestionoflifeordeathforme:Ihadscarcelyenoughdrinkingwatertolastaweek.Thefirstnight,then,Iwenttosleeponthesand,athousandmilesfromanyhumanhabitation.Iwasmoreisolatedthanashipwreckedsailoronaraftinthemiddleoftheocean.Thusyoucanimaginemyamazement,atsunrise,whenIwasawakenedbyanoddlittlevoice.Itsaid:"Ifyouplease--drawmeasheep!""What!""Drawmeasheep!"Ijumpedtomyfeet,
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