Chapter 5

The second planet was inhabited by a conceited man.

“Ah! Ah! I am about to receive a visit from an admirer!” he exclaimed, from afar, when he first saw the little prince coming.

For, to conceited men, all other men are admirers.

“Good morning,” said the little prince. “That is a hat you are wearing.”

“It is a hat for salutes,” the conceited man replied. “It is to raise in salute when people acclaim me. Unfortunately, nobody at all ever passes this ...