Chapter 8

Isoonlearnedtoknowthatflowerbetter. Onthelittleprince’splanet,therehadalwaysbeenverysimpleflowers, decoratedwithasinglerowofpetalssothattheytookupnoroomatallandgotinnoone’sway. Theywouldappearonemorninginthegrass,andwouldfadebynightfall. Butthisonehadgrownfromaseedbroughtfromwhoknowswhere, andthelittleprincehadkeptaclosewatchoverasproutthatwasnotlikeanyoftheothers. Itmighthavebeenanewkindofbaobab. Butthesproutsoonstoppedgrowingandbegantoshowsignsofblossoming.  

Thelittleprince,whohadwatchedthedevelopmentofanenormousbud,realizedthatsomesortofmiraculousapparitionwouldemergefromit, buttheflowercontinuedherbeautypreparationsintheshelterofhergreenchamber, selectinghercolorswiththegreatestcareanddressingquitedeliberately,adjustingherpetalsonebyone. Shehadnodesiretoemergeallrumpled,likethepoppies. Shewishedtoappearonlyinthefullradianceofherbeauty. Ohyes,shewasquitevain!Andhermysteriousadornmenthadlasteddaysanddays. Andthenonemorning,preciselyatsunrise,sheshowedherself.  

Andafterhavinglaboredsopainstakingly,sheyawnedandsaid,"Ah!I’mhardlyawake... Forgiveme...I’mstillalluntidy..."  

Butthelittleprincecouldn’tcontainhisadmiration.  

"Howlovelyyouare!"  

"Aren’tI?"thefloweransweredsweetly. "AndIwasbornthesametimeasthesun..."  

Thelittleprincerealizedthatshewasn’tanytoomodest, butshewassodazzling! 

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