336 THE DUKE OE CLEVELAND. 



I was still very anxious to dispose of Promised 

 Land, because, to be candid, I did not think lie 

 would do me any good if I kept him. I thought the 

 best three-year-olds would beat him in weight-for- 

 age races, and that in handicaps he would have no 

 chance. On the Monday following I decided to go 

 up to town and see his lordship. I called in Curzon 

 Street, but he had gone to Tattersalls', where I very 

 soon found him. I should say that on my way up, 

 in looking through the Book Calendar for races past, 

 I found his lordship had some five horses in training ; 

 only one of them being named. This was Dulcibella 7 

 a mare I had never seen. Her performances were 

 Avretched, both in that and the previous year ; but I 

 knew his lordship's love of ' a deal,' and thought she 

 might be worth £100 at the stud, if onlv for her breed- 

 ing. So I said to his lordship when we met : 



' If, my lord, you would like to have Promised 

 Land, you can ; and I will take anything else you have 

 in exchange at a fair price.' 



' I have DulcibellaJ was his immediate reply; to 

 which, without waiting to hear her price, I answered: 



' She is worth £100 for a brood-mare, and can be 

 fit for nothing else.' 



This was true enough on her public form, as Cajh 

 Flyaicay, a moderate horse of Lord Derby's, had given 

 her 17 lb., and I don't know what beating, both 

 being three-year-olds. He then said he wanted £400 

 for her; and after fruitless attempts to induce him to 



