The BUSINESSMAN was so much occupied that he did not even raise his head at the little prince’s arrival.
“Good morning. 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...”