Маленький принц - Глава 26
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- People climb into fast trains, but they themselves do not understand,
What are they looking for, ”said the little prince. - Therefore, they do not know peace
And they rush in one direction, then in the other ...
Then he added:
- And everything is in vain ...
The well to which we came, was not like all the wells in
Sahara. Usually here is a well - just a pit in the sand. And that was the most
Real village well. But there was no village nearby, and
I thought it was a dream.
“How strange,” I said to a little prince, “everything is here
Cooked: gate, and a bucket, and a rope ...
He laughed, touched the rope, began to spin the gate. And the gate
Criticled, like an old weather vane, rusting for a long time in calm.
- Do you hear? - said the little prince. - We woke the well, and
He sang ...
I was afraid that he would get tired.
“I myself will scoop up water,” I said, “you can’t do it.”
I slowly pulled out a full bucket and reliably put it on a stone
The edge of the well. I still had a creak gate sag in my ears,
The water in the bucket was still trembling, and the sun bunnies trembled in it.
“I want to swallow this water,” said the little prince. -
Let me get drunk ...
And I realized what he was looking for!
I brought a bucket to his lips. He drank, closing his eyes. It was like
The most beautiful feast. This water was not simple. She was born from a long
The paths under the stars, from the creak of the gate, out of the efforts of my hands. She was like
Gift to the heart. When I was small, so shone for me
Christmas gifts: with a shine of a candle on a Christmas tree, an organ of organ per hour
Messa Messa, affectionate smiles.
“On your planet,” said the little prince, “people grow in
One garden five thousand roses ... and do not find what they are looking for ...
“They don’t find it,” I agreed.
- But what they are looking for can be found in a single rose,
In a throat of water ...
“Yes, of course,” I agreed.
And the little prince said:
- But the eyes are blind. It is necessary to look for your heart.
I drank water. Breathed easily. At dawn, the sand becomes
gold, like honey. And from this, too, I was happy. Why would I
sad? ..
“You have to hold back the word,” the little prince said softly, again
Sitting next to me.
- What word?
- Remember, you promised ... a muzzle for my lamb ... I'm in
The answer is for that flower.
I took out my drawings from my pocket. The little prince looked at them
And he laughed:
- Baobabs are similar to cabbage ...
And I was so proud of my baobabs!
- And your ears have your ears ... like horns! And how long!
And he laughed again.
“You're unfair, my friend.” I never knew how to draw -
Unless boas outside and inside.
“Well, nothing,” he reassured me. - Children will understand so.
And I drew a muzzle for the lamb. I gave the drawing to a small
The prince, and my heart sank.
- You have conceived something and do not tell me ...
But he did not answer.
“You know,” he said, “tomorrow it will turn a year as I got to you
to the ground...
And fell silent. Then he added:
- I fell very close from here ...
And blushed.
And again, God's news, why, became hard in my soul.
Still, I asked:
- So, a week ago, that morning when we met, you are not
I accidentally wandered here completely alone, a thousand miles from human housing?
Did you return to the place where you fell then?
The little prince blushed even more.
And I added indecisively:
- Maybe this is because the year is performed? ..
And again he blushed. He did not answer any of my questions, but
After all, when you turn red, it means “yes”, isn't it?
“I'm scared ...” I began with a sigh.
But he said:
- It's time for you to get for work. Go to your car. I will
Wait for you here. Losvr