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All right.

Easy, son. Now take it easy.

All right, easy, boy.

Now, listen.

What's the matter with you?

You, uh, you a shiny boy?

You're a long way from home.

Come on, I'll take you back to your village.

No! Hey, hey.

Now, listen. I can't leave you out here.

You'll end up food for some bobcat. Now, come on.

Big.

Terrible big.

What? The size of a thousand horses.

Now, what are you talking about?

It screams, it kills, it trampled our pueblo.

My people run, but it chases like the wind, squeezes and kills.

All right, all right, boy. Now, look, you're safe now, and I'm going to take

home. Now, let's go. No!

Now, look, son, I can't leave you out here. Now, come on, we're going to go.

You have any idea where the rest of your people went?

They run.

See the blue.

Roll it, mister.

You're a bit jumpy, aren't you? We got a reason.

What's your business around here?

Well, it's a shiny village all two are up and two men are dead. I just thought

maybe you'd like to know about it.

That makes seven killed in three days.

First little mining town near Tuckersville.

Wiped out in the night.

Ruined. Three miners killed.

Next night, another mining camp about eight miles from here. Two prospectors

trampled to death.

Now there's Shawnee Village.

You say usually attacks at night, huh?

Yeah, as far as we can tell.

You got any idea what causes it?

Well, everybody's got their own personal ideas.

Ghosts, monsters, devil gods.

No one will even walk in the streets anymore.

I'd go gunning for him, but I don't know what to look for. Well, look, I'll tell

you the truth. I heard it bellowing this morning like scared the daylights out

of me.

Everybody says the same thing.

We know he's out there. We know what he's doing.

But we don't know what he looks like or why he's acting up.

Well, maybe he's attracted to the campfire, smell of food or something.

More lights here in town. More food, too.

But he hasn't come into Nugget City.

Yeah. Well, do you ever think about getting some men together to go out

and track him down?

You just rode into town. Did you see anybody?

I can't get a single soul out in the streets.

There's a $200 bounty on this monster's head, but nobody's going to risk his

neck to go after him.

And I can see he's a bloomin'. It's a small town, mister. It's the best we can

do. Hey, sheriff!

Sheriff! In the saloon! We got a man who saw the monster!

Saw him for real!

Hurry up!

I swear to you, gentlemen, your wildest nightmares could not produce a creature

like this. The very ground shuddered with every move it made.

Its eyes were wild and flaming with hate, and its breath was hot and foul.

And when it shrieked, it sounded like the devil helding the end of creation.

Sounds like you were pretty close to him.

I was.

I was. It came right at me. I just seemed to loom out of nowhere.

Out of the shadows of the trees.

It was all I could do to run.

Excuse me, mister, but when did all this happen?

Just about ten miles west of here. Just outside that old railroad

surveyor's camp.

When was it? Last night? No, no, no. This morning. Just before sunrise.

Can you give us a good description?

My horse reared and threw me. I ran. I threw myself into a ravine.

Look at my clothes.

When a man is just frightened, he just doesn't notice the tails.

See, you say this happened ten miles west?

That's right.

That's funny, huh?

Heard that thing bellowing this morning out in the hills, but that was due

south. That's where the last mining camp was hit, eight miles south of here.

Look, gentlemen, I have no desire to argue with you. I've had more excitement

than I can stand for one day.

Maybe there's two of them monster things.

You see, this first attack happened eight miles south.

That's right.

Come on, son.

Oh, wait a minute.

You going after him?

Well, I'd kind of like to get a little closer, take a look at this thing.

I never much believe in ghosts.

A lot of things in this world no man can understand.

Well, maybe it's because nobody took the trouble to find out.

Come on, boy.

You get yourself in trouble, don't count on us to get you out.

All right.

You heard about it, too, I figured.

Yeah, he's a friend of yours?

Yeah.

You see what happened?

No, it happened during the night. I was headed back from Nugget City with some

supplies, and this is the way I found it. No partners, no gold, no camp,

nothing. No gold?

Come here.

Had a tidy pile of metal stored up in that shaft. With a half -aid out to six

seven hundred dollars.

On a fellow ground?

No, help yourself.

Ain't nothing worth looking at anymore.

Boy, you stay here now.

Is he dead?

No, but we better get this boy to a doctor.

Easy.

Where did this poster come from?

Some circus wagons come by a few days ago on the way to Nugget City.

Why, them circus people, they tack those things up anyplace.

Any chance of them being anywhere in Nugget City now?

Well, they said they had a show to do in Tuckersville first. They might be on

their way by this time.

Circus food. Even the horses won't eat it.

I'm sorry to bother you folks. This boy needs a doctor real bad.

Bring him in here.

Yes, ma 'am.

Maybe you're traveling in service and have a doctor.

We only carry important people.

Giants, midgets, and bearded ladies.

What happened to him?

Well, he fell down a mine shaft. You know, he might have some broken bones

there, ma 'am.

I don't think so.

Bad bump on his head, though.

You seem to know what you're doing.

You've fallen off the high wire as many times as I have. You've got all kinds of

medical experience.

We'd better let him rest.

Name's Hannah Blake. What's yours?

Josh.

Sit down. Talk to me.

What do you do when you're not picking Indian kids out of mining shafts?

I know it's going to sound crazy, but...

That boy was scared by an elephant.

Fell through the mine shaft.

Keep trying. I'll get you a job as a talking clown.

Matter of fact, you think maybe some of your friends here in the circus might

know something about that elephant.

Last elephant act we had left about a month ago.

When the wind dies down, you can still smell it.

Well, if somebody's using an elephant, they're raiding all these mining camps

around here.

Mm -hmm.

And the president rides an ostrich to the White House every morning.

Now, you listen to me.

An elephant in the wrong frame of mind can do a lot of damage. So far, he's

killed four men.

You almost sound like you mean it.

I got a look at the village this little shiny boy comes from.

It was half destroyed, two men are dead.

And all the raw gold has been taken. Count Korba. What?

Count Korba, the fearless count with the peerless pachyderm.

That's how we used to bill him.

He could make that elephant do everything but smell pretty.

You got any idea where this fellow is now?

He left the show.

Boss caught him with his hand in the till.

You got any drawings or any kind of posters?

Yeah, there ought to be some over here.

How's that one?

I know this fella.

Yeah. That's the man making all the speeches, sending everybody out in the

direction. That'd be Cormorant.

Say, you, uh, you mind if I take this?

What do you want with it?

I want to show it to a couple of fellas in Nugget City.

That's our next stop. You can travel with us if you like.

Yeah, I'd like.

But, uh, I best be on my way, huh?

See you in Nugget City.

See you later.

Sheriff in there?

No, he's out tracking down the monster. Him and three or four others.

Open the door. I want to talk to you.

It's important.

He was in town yesterday.

He's bound to come back. Why?

Because this is the only assay office within 90 miles.

He's not a miner, is he?

No, but he's got raw gold. He's got to turn it into money.

This elephant, you think it's the thing that's been raiding the mining camps?

Maybe.

You know there's a $200 bounty on this animal.

That's what I hear.

Well, just between you and me, I ain't the one to ignore $200.

Now, look, you know who this man is, don't you?

Well, now, just suppose I was to come across him when he comes to turn in his

gold, I mean.

I could just turn him over to the law myself.

You could, but you won't.

Right. I ain't one to tangle with no killers, and he has done some killing,

and that elephant.

Suppose I help you find him. What's my cut of the bounty?

The Eleventh Brahman.

Who is it? The assay clerk, sir.

One minute.

What do you want?

I'm sorry to bother you, sir. There's a mistake in your assay report.

May I come in?

What kind of mistake?

Overpayment. I'm afraid it comes to about $300.

Well, that's your mistake, not mine.

Funny how I discovered it.

There's a bounty hunter in town looking for an elephant trainer, of all people.

Is that so?

He came over to the assay office to check any gold that had been weighted in

recently.

I went over the reports, and that's how I found out about the overpayment.

Did you tell that to the bounty hunter?

Of course not.

I ain't one to give no information to no bounty hunters.

And for $300, you'll keep it that way, huh?

That's right.

You're a very ineffective blackmailer.

Killing you would be far more easy than paying you.

Possibly. But one shot would bring every guest in the hotel.

Now, right now, the bounty man and I, they only want to know about you.

All right.

$300.

You looking for somebody?

Yeah, a little Shawnee boy. I'm gonna see if I can't find him a home.

You late?

How's that?

He's already found one.

Hey, should he be doing that? I mean, that animal's killed a few people, you

know. There isn't any danger with Korba gone.

You gonna keep the boy there?

He's got a home as long as he wants it.

There's a job for you, too.

If you want it.

You know, tomorrow afternoon about this time, I want to think of a good reason

why I didn't stay.

But right now, I'd better be going.

I'll see you now, yeah?