It was two years later. A telegram came to Mr Leventine, a duplicate to John Quillan, from Bangalore. It read, ‘Fairytale’s colt born just after midnight. All well,’ and Ted, in his enthusiasm, had added, ‘Strikingly handsome. Dead ringer for Dark Invader,’ ‘Which means,’ Captain Mack explained to Mr Leventine, ‘that it’s Dark Invader all over again.’
‘How does Ted know?’ asked John. ‘He wasn’t there when Dark Invader was born.’
‘Here’s hoping,’ said Mr Leventine. ‘Our first foal.’
‘By Dark Invader out of Fairytale,’ Captain Mack said thoughtfully. ‘I think you should call him Dark Legend.’