TOD SLOAN 



the baby was saved and I was too. And what's more 



I just beat him. Of course was mad, and he was 



going to report me to the Stewards, but I got to them 

 first. If I remember rightly he was fined and put 

 do\\ai for the rest of the meeting. The Stewards had 

 seen the whole incidents of the race, fortunately for 



me. 



I rode winners at Liverpool and remember a rather 

 funny entertainment after that meeting. One of the 

 o^vner^— an American, with one horse only I heard 

 afterwards— who had won a nice little bit over a race 

 he had won kept on saying to me, " Now don't forget 

 when we get back to London 2jou are to have dmner 

 with me. I had dinner with you the last time." As a 

 matter of fact I think all the exchange of hospitality 

 had been pretty one-sided up to then. I went to 

 dinner and we sat down all spick and span, feelmg 

 good, and my host took up the card to order the meal. 

 " TOiat do you want ? Like some fish ? " 

 " Just what you like," I replied. 

 " Do you want any meat ? Well all right, per- 

 haps we'll have some soup. Ah ! petite marmite— 

 if we have that there's meat in it ; we can eat that and 

 we needn't order any other meat afterwards. Then 

 we'll have some Camembert cheese. Ever tasted 

 that ? No ? Oh ! you'll like it." 



I hadn't put in a word and he seemed quite satis- 

 fied with himself. We had the soup and then the 

 fish— one small sole between the two. He took the 

 lead and had finished his Camembert before I had 



looked at it. 



" That's all right," he said as he lit a cigar. 



Paying no further heed to him I asked the waiter 

 for the menu : " Now I'll have something to eat. 

 I've dined with you, now I'll have something on my 



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