I remember going out one morning and seeing the Prince sitting upon his horse, as good as gold.

Munnings was chewing a straw when I came up to them.

"Here," said he.

"You're just the fellow I want.

What colour is that reflected light under the horse's belly ?" "Very warm yellow," said I."There! I told you so," said he to the Prince.
Apparently there had been some argument over the matter.