Chapter 24
It was now the eighth day since I had had my accident in the desert, and I had listened to the story of themerchant as I was drinking the last drop of my water supply.
"Ah," I said to the little prince, "these memories of yours are very charming; but I have not yet succeededin repairing my plane; I have nothing more to drink; and I, too, should be very happy if I could walk at myleisure toward a spring of fresh water!"
"My friend the fox--" the little prince said to me.
"My dear little man, this is no longer a matter that has anything to do with the fox!"
"Why not?"
"Because I am about to die of thirst . . ."
He did not follow my reasoning, and he answered me:
"It is a good thing to have had a friend, even if one is about to die. I, for instance, am very glad to have hada fox as a friend . . ."
"He has no way of guessing the danger," I said to myself. "He has never been either hungry or thirsty. Alittle sunshine is all he needs . . ."
But he looked at me steadily, and replied to my thought:
"I am thirsty, too. Let us look for a well . . ."
I made a gesture of weariness. It is absurd to look for a well, at random, in the immensity of the desert. Butnevertheless we started walking.
When we had trudged along for several hours, in silence, the darkness fell, and the stars began to come out.Thirst had made me a little feverish, and I looked at them as if I were in a dream. The little prince's lastwords came reeling back into my memory:
"Then you are thirsty, too?" I demanded.
But he did not reply to my question. He merely said to me:
"Water may also be good for the heart . . ."
I did not understand this answer, but I said nothing. I knew very well that it was impossible to cross-examine him.
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