The Little Prince 04

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On the fifth day, thanks again to the sheep--another secret of the little prince's life was revealed to me. At that moment I was very busy trying to unscrew a bolt that had jammed my engine. It quite worried. My plane crash was begging to seem extremely serious. And lack drinking water that make fear the worst.
"If sheep eats bushues, does it eat flowers too?"
"Hum... The sheep eats whatever it finds."
"Even flowers that have thorns?"
"Yes, even flowers that have thorns."
" ① 【then what good of thorns?】"
"【then what good of thorns?】"
The little prince never let go of a question once he had asked. I was annoyed by my jammed bolt and answered without thinking.
"Thorns are no good for anything, just the flowers  ② 【will been mean.】"
"Hum... I don't believe you, flowers are weak, they are naive. They reassure themselves whatever way they can. They believe that their thorns make them frightening."
I made no answer. At that moment I was thinking, if this bolt stays jammed, I will knock it out with the hammer.
"Then you think flowers..."
"No, ③【not at all.】 I don't thinking anything, I just said whatever came into my head. I'm busy here with something serious. "
"Sometimes serious? You talk like the grown-ups! You confuse everything, you got all mix up. For millions of years flowers have been producing thorns, for millions of years sheep have been eating them all the same. And it's not serious? Try to understand why flowers go to such trouble? to producing thorns is good for nothing. Suppose I happen to know a uniqu flower, one exists nowhere the world. Except on my planet. One that little sheep can  ④【 * 】in a single bite one morning. Just like that, without even realizing what he is doing, that isn't important?"
He couldn't say another word. 
Night had fallen. I droped my tools, what I care about my hammer on my bolt, about thirst and death. There was on one star on one planet , on mine--the earth. The little prince to be consoled. I took him in my arms. And rocked him:
"The flower you love is not in danger, I'll draw you a muzzle for your sheep, and draw you a fence for your flower."
I didn't know what to say. So... So mysterious, the land of tears.