This latter speech having been delivered during a halt, the Corporal had heard it: he grinned delightedly as he touched his hat to Sir Peter, who now trotted off, and muttered to his young master:-- "Most sensible man, that, Sir!" CHAPTER VI. SIR PETER DISPLAYED.--ONE MAN OF THE WORLD SUFFERS FROM ANOTHER.--THE INCIDENT OF THE BRIDLE BEGETS THE INCIDENT OF THE SADDLE; THE INCIDENT OF THE SADDLE BEGETS THE INCIDENT OF THE WHIP; THE INCIDENT OF THE WHIP BEGETS WHAT THE READER MUST READ TO SEE. Nihil est aliud magnum quam multa minuta. --Vetus Auctor. [Nor is their anything that hath so great a power as the aggregate of small things.] "And so," said Walter, the next morning to the head waiter, who was busied about their preparations for breakfast; "and so, Sir Peter Hales, you say, lives within a mile of the town?" "Scarcely a mile, Sir,--black or green? you passed the turn to his house last night;--Sir, the eggs are quite fresh this morning. This inn belongs to Sir Peter." "Oh!--Does Sir Peter see much company?" The waiter smiled. "Sir Peter gives very handsome dinners, Sir; twice a year! A most clever gentleman, Sir Peter! They say he is the best manager of property in the whole county. Do you like Yorkshire cake?--toast? yes, Sir!" "So so," said Walter to himself, "a pretty true description my uncle gave me of this gentleman. 'Ask me too often to dinner, indeed!'--'offer me money if I want it!'--'spend a month at his house!'--'most hospitable fellow in the world!'--My uncle must have been dreaming."