The life of the English stable lads in France must be rather peculiar." "It is droll," he said, "a complete English colony in France.

There are practically no French jockeys or trainers worth their salt; it is all English, English slang, English ways, even English food and of course English drinks.

No French boy seems to have nerve enough to make a good rider." I made an arrangement with him and went down.

I missed my train and was very late; I found that Lord Alfred Douglas had dined and gone out.

I had my dinner, and about midnight went up to my room.