The horse was run in his name.

Thoughts as to great successes crowded themselves upon his heated brain.

What might not be open to him?
Parliament! The Jockey Club! The mastership of one of the crack shire packs! Might it not come to pass that he should some day become the great authority in England upon races, racehorses, and hunters?
If he could be the winner of a Derby and Leger he thought that Glasslough and Lupton would snub him no longer, that even Tregear would speak to him, and that his pal the Duke's son would never throw him aside again.
Lord Silverbridge had bought a drag with all its appendages.

There was a coach, the four bay horses, the harness, and the two regulation grooms.

When making this purchase he had condescended to say a word to his father on the subject.