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Come on, boy.

We've got a special hot dinner for you tonight.

There's a good boy.

It's our turn to go out for a nice long run tomorrow, Beauty.

Just you and me.

Beauty, what's wrong?

Silly boy, calm down.

I only want to take your bridle off.

It won't take a minute.

cold. Vicky!

Kevin!

Come along and clean yourselves up for supper.

Amy!

Tell her you'll be there in a few minutes.

Go on.

Vicky?

What are you doing?

Why don't you come when I call?

We're just giving Beauty a rubdown, Amy.

We'll be in.

In just a few minutes.

Hurry up, then. Your father's home and he's waiting for his supper.

She's gone.

Who

does

this place belong to?

My father. And you'll be sorry when he finds out what's going on in here. Who

your father? What's his name?

Doctor Gordon, of course.

Doctor?

So, people come and see him, do they?

Lots of people.

How many people inside the house?

Hundreds.

Your father and mother.

Who else?

We haven't got a mother.

Amy looks after us.

Now, listen to me, you two.

I need food and somewhere to sleep for the night.

Now, if you do just as I tell you, then no harm will come to you.

And what if we don't?

You're fond of this horse, aren't you?

It would be a terrible shame if any harm came to him.

Police were today still continuing their inquiries into the disappearance of the

escaped convict, Jack Desmond.

Members of the public are warned to exercise extreme caution if approached

Desmond.

who is described by officials of Westwood Prison as a dangerous criminal.

Does... Does that mean he might kill someone?

I shouldn't be surprised.

Oh, really, Dr. Gordon, must you talk about such things over the dinner table?

You'll give the children nightmares.

Mind you, the poor soul won't get very far.

Father, can we leave the table, please?

Why, have you finished?

All right.

Where are you off to?

We thought we'd go and see if Beauty's all right.

You know how nervous he gets when there's a high wind. Yes, well, don't

too long. It's getting late.

The children do gobble their food. You really should speak to them about it,

Doctor.

When are you going to leave, Mr Desmond?

Who told you my name?

It was in the newspaper.

Everyone knows.

Do they now?

Well, I'll believe him when I'm ready, see? And not before.

They'll come looking for you.

As soon as it's light.

Well, let them come.

Why did they put you in prison, Mr Desmond?

A man got in the way.

He tried to stop me.

I told him not to.

Well, I hit him.

You mean... you killed him?

No, no, he got over it.

I was the one who didn't.

And for that, they put me away for ten years.

Ten years?

Vicky! Kevin!

Look, I'm warning you, son.

Don't give Benny that second.

You get on with what you're doing.

They're up to something. They've locked the door on the inside.

It's not the sort of night they should be out on their own, Doctor. Not even in

the stable here.

Vicky!

Oh.

What is going on in here?

Hello, Father.

What's taking you so long?

It's Beauty.

Look, he seems a little restless tonight.

Is everything all right in here, young lady?

Why, yes, Mr. Dickens.

There's a gentleman outside from Westwick Prison. He's looking for that

comrade. Well, he's not here, is he?

I think he's around here somewhere.

We'll have an armed party out first thing in the morning, and we'll, with

permission, Doctor, give these farm buildings a thorough searching.

Don't you worry, boy.

We'll find him, all right.

Well, say goodnight to Beauty and get straight back to the house.

You could

put

a bridle on that horse.

I will not.

Now, I'll take no more from you. Do as you're told.

You, get away from that door.

Over there.

Now, another quarry at the top of the hill.

Well, I want you and him to meet me up there first light in the morning.

You're not going to take beauty? Bring me some food and something to cover over

this. Anything will do. Only your father's old jackets or something.

Please, Mr. Desmond.

Please don't take beauty.

We won't tell anyone you were here.

Oh, yes, we will. We'll go straight to Constable Dickens.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

He'll be my hostage.

And don't you forget him.

Beauty. Thank goodness you're safe.

Hey!

Here, leave that all alone.

Girl, bring me that basket.

Anyone with you?

No. No!

You'd better be right.

It's too big.

What's this?

It's some of Amy's homemade wine.

Tastes more like rat poison.

Pretty it isn't.

Hey, you!

Who do you think you're to him?

We're taking Beauty home.

Who said so?

You promised.

We bought you the food, didn't we?

You leave him alone.

We've got some unfinished business to do first.

Right, off we go.

Now remember.

This man is dangerous.

If he breaks cover, don't hesitate to shoot.

Now then, young lady,

suppose you tell me what all this is about.

What's happened to that sister of yours?

You had no right to send Vicky away for money.

We only get what our father gives us.

And that's only tuppence a week.

You're lucky to have money at all.

Is that why you nearly killed a man? To get money?

You ever been hungry, have you? Of course I have.

Of course you haven't.

Not really hungry.

Well, I have, you see.

When you've got a wife who can't even stand up because she hasn't had a decent

meal in weeks.

Well, you've got to do something about it, right?

Even if it means killing a man who tries to stop you.

Not that it makes any difference.

She's dead now.

Look, Mr Desmond, why don't you give yourself up?

They'll only put you back in prison much longer next time.

There won't be a next time.

As soon as the train comes through on its way to London.

I won't be thinking of prisons anymore.

You mean you're going to try and get onto the train to London?

The moment it slows down this side of the tunnel.

But you'll never make it.

You won't even reach the railway tracks.

It's too risky.

You don't think about risk when you shut up inside a prison cell no bigger than

a matchbox.

But won't you ever get tired of running away?

Tired?

Me?

Yes, yes, I'll get tired, all right.

It's better than eating maggoty bread and staring at stone walls year in and

year out.

You don't know what it's like to be able to breathe fresh air whenever you feel

like it.

Beauty! Beauty!

Dr. Gordon!

Dr. Gordon!

Vicki, what the devil's happened to Beauty? He's not in the stable, he's not

the paddock. He's gone.

Gone? Yes, and Kevin, too.

This foolish child has only just told me.

Sir!

Mr. Jackson!

Just tell me one thing.

How dangerous is this man, Desmond?

He's dangerous, all right, sir.

My son is with him. He has my son and Beauty hostage in the quarry.

He'll never let you mount.

Just throw you off, please.

Mr. Desmond.

I

told

you to hold his head. He'll never let you mount.

You haven't seen me, understand?

You haven't seen me.

do you want?

Get away from me.

Go on, push off. Mr. Desmond, there's another way round.

Through the woods and down to the river.

The hounds will never follow you across.

I'll shoot you down.

Wait!

Come on!

Hurry up!

I haven't got all day.

What can you see?

What is it, son?

Oh, what have you done?

Sorry, son.

Kevin. Mr. Desmond.

I'd like to thank you for what you did.

It was an act of human kindness.

Mr. Desmond!

Think nothing of it, Doctor.

Just a moment.

I intend to write to the prison authorities.

I'll do everything I can.

Desmond, why did you do it?

You could have been on your way to freedom by now.

Why?

Let's just say I like kids.

And horses.

Thank you.