After that, the little prince climbed a high mountain. The only mountains he had ever known were the three volcanoes, which came up to his knees. And he used the extinct volcano as a footstool. “From a mountain as high as this one,” he said to himself, “I shall be able to see the whole planet at one glance, and all the people…”
But he saw nothing, save peaks of rock that were sharpened like needles.
“Good morning,” he said courteously.
“Good morning–Good morning–Good morning,” answered the echo.
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