—¡Buenos días! —dijo el principito.

—¡Buenos días! —respondió el comerciante.

Era un comerciante de píldoras perfeccionadas que quitan la sed. Se toma una por semana y ya no se sienten ganas de beber. 

—¿Por qué vendes eso? —preguntó el principito. 

—Porque con esto se economiza mucho tiempo. Según el cálculo hecho por los expertos, se ahorran cincuenta y tres minutos por semana.

—¿Y qué se hace con esos cincuenta y tres minutos?

—Lo que cada uno quiere...

"Si yo dispusiera de cincuenta y tres minutos —pensó el principito— caminaría suavemente hacia una fuente..."

"Good morning," said the little prince.

"Good morning," said the merchant.

This was a merchant who sold pills that had been invented to quench thirst. You need only swallow one pill a week, and you would feel no need of anything to drink.

"Why are you selling those?" asked the little prince.

"Because they save a tremendous amount of time," said the merchant. "Computations have been made by experts. With these pills, you save fifty-three minutes in every week."

"And what do I do with those fifty-three minutes?"

"Anything you like..."

"As for me," said the little prince to himself, "if I had fifty-three minutes to spend as I liked, I should walk at my leisure toward a spring of fresh water."