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What's the matter, beautiful?

Have a good night.

Patrick Frook at your service, miss. No doubt you've heard of me.

Well, no, I'm afraid I haven't.

A lesson in humility.

You're in trouble.

Something in his hoof, I think. Allow me.

Just a stone.

And quite a small one. But such trifles have brought down empires. It is said

that Alexander the Great... There.

I think she'll be all right now.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

He's chasing him. He's killed my father, miss.

I wouldn't even give a pig in it.

He won't come back, Sam. Dead scared he is. Then we'll go after him. But we got

rid of him, haven't we? That's all we want, isn't it? No, we can't let him go

and kill anyone off in the next village he comes to. We can't do that, Charlie.

We've got a duty. How are we going to stop him?

We're going to teach him a lesson.

We're going to give him a good ducking act now.

That ought to do it.

Might even clean him up a bit. Suppose he can't swim. Suppose he drowns.

That'll just prove his innocence, won't it?

At least, that's what I've always heard.

Come on.

Let's get him.

He's fluke.

Oh, he claims to be a healer.

Animals as well as people.

I don't approve of quackery, of course, but...

I don't think he does much harm. Well, I think he ought to be run out of town,

like they were doing.

Is that what you do in Canada, Frank?

Sure, why not?

The guy's a bum.

Oh, I can't believe the people we know.

People in our village could be so cruel.

Well, they're country people still afraid of anything that seems like magic

witchcraft.

And frightened people can do dreadful things.

Goes pretty well, huh, for an English horse?

Is that how you ride at home?

Rounding up cattle on the ranch, you've got to move fast and make plenty of

noise. Half -wild steers don't understand polite conversation.

Oh, I don't suppose they do.

Why don't you try the jumps, Frank?

I told you before, these are kid stuff.

Hey, Vicky, why don't we have a race to the top of that hill? Come on, let's go.

Come on, boy. Come on, get up now. Let's go. Get up.

I agree with you, sir.

Entirely my fault.

Mr. Fluke!

You want to kill somebody else? Why are you still here?

Haven't they run you out of town yet?

Nobody wants you around after what you did.

Frank, why are you so angry with him? You don't even know what he did.

Don't I?

How could you possibly know?

I guess Uncle James never told you about my dad.

No. Maybe you ought to ask him sometime.

Come on.

I should never have popped out like that in front of the horse and scared him.

I've no sense at all. That was always me trouble.

You're going?

I am.

I hate to see you being chased out of the village. I prefer it to being thrown

into the horse pond.

Don't let them frighten you. Too late.

They frighten me already.

There's a field barn down there.

Oh, it's on our property. No one would dare touch you.

Rest there for a little, then go when you want to.

Show me about it.

I'll be back later.

seem frank, Amy?

No, not for some time.

Have you fallen out with him?

Not really. Why?

He seems a bit moody lately.

Or maybe he's homesick. It's a long way to come for a holiday.

Do you know anything about his father?

Only that he's dead. What else should I know?

I don't know.

I was just wondering.

What are you doing here?

Don't you fret yourself, Miss Vicki.

I just came to collect this scoundrel.

Leave him alone.

You don't want fellas like this hanging around your property.

I gave him permission.

You've no right to be here.

Don't understand, Miss.

He poisoned my father.

I'm taking him.

Hollis!

You heard what my daughter said.

You're trespassing. Now let him go.

I'm surprised at you behaving like a bunch of hysterical women.

You don't understand, Doctor. I understand perfectly. I've just spoken

wife. Fluke merely gave your father some simple herbal remedies.

It was her fault, too.

She should never have called that fellow in.

Yes, I agree. I disapprove of quacks that can do nothing that a qualified

can't do better.

Fill in the old man with poisons.

Well, that's what killed him.

Nonsense.

He was old, he was dying, there was nothing anybody could do.

But if he'd been left alone?

He would have died anyway.

What Fluke gave him was no more harmful than a cup of tea.

Probably even cheered up his last days. You can't hound a man for that.

Now, go home and think about it.

There's just one thing that puzzles me.

Don't worry about Fluke, Vicki.

If he's any sense, he won't come back here.

Hmm?

No, it wasn't that.

Mr. Hollis, how did you know Fluke was there?

The boy told me, Miss Vicki.

We're your cousin.

kind enough, you spoil your supper.

I guess it's your fault, Miss Amy. You bake too well.

Oh, hello, Frank.

Haven't seen you all day.

You've been hiding? I've been around.

Well, let's leave Amy to get on with her work, shall we? Come and talk to me.

Well, come in, sir.

Sit down.

Well, are you enjoying your holiday?

Yes, it's great.

You've seemed a bit depressed the last couple of days. Anything troubling you?

No, I'm okay.

You know what surprises me, Frank? I haven't seen you do any jumping. I'd

thought you did a lot of that back in Canada.

Well, back home, it's mostly rodeo riding and riding herd in the ranch.

Not much call for fancy stuff.

As a matter of fact, I never jumped a horse in my life.

Oh, you must tell Vicky. She'd be delighted.

She won't rest until she's taught you to jump like an expert.

No, sir.

Give Vicky the laugh on me.

Don't swallow your pride, Frank.

It's got a horrible taste, but the medicinal effect is excellent.

That was mean.

Vicky? Well, it was. He told them Fluke was in the barn.

I don't believe there's any excuse for something as mean as that.

You don't know. You don't know how my dad died.

He was on a hunting trip. He was bitten by a snake, a Mississauga rattler. They

got a hold of a guy traveling the mining township selling patent medicines.

A guy like Fluke.

Two days later, my dad was dead.

Well, he might have died anyway.

You don't die from the bite of a Mississauga.

You just get real sick for a couple of days. Then you get better. My dad died

and that guy killed him.

And you jump on my back as I get rude to that old bum.

Go after him, Vicky. Try and put things right.

You okay, Vicki? Yes.

Beauty's hurt.

He came down in the hedge.

There must have been a snag of some sort.

He's got a terrible cut.

I think it's an artery.

Let's take a look. No.

If I take this off, the blood just pours out.

Frank, we need help quickly.

I think he's going to die.

Take my horse.

I'll hold that.

You don't want to leave him?

So I'm elected. Okay.

Frank, we haven't got much time.

You'll have to go cross -country.

So what?

Can you really jump?

Like a flea. Just quit worrying. I'll be right back with your dad, okay?

Come on, boy, we'll make it.

Get up, get up.

Come on, get up.

You'll make it, beauty.

Don't worry.

Just lie still.

No great harm done. No bones broken. Fit as a fiddle in no time.

Now he's still.

Vicky, she's back there.

Black Beauty's hurt.

Got an artery or something.

I guess he's bleeding to death.

Very nasty, miss. When did it happen?

About an hour ago.

I sent Frank... Has anything happened to him?

Well, he'll have a lump the size of a large egg above his left ear tomorrow,

in a noble cause. In the meantime... Yes, is there anything we can do?

Undoubtedly, I'm a specialist in these matters.

I know you're supposed to be, but... Have faith.

I came upon these on the way.

Lycopyrdon Himale. The very thing for a purpose. They're also excellent for

wards. If you'd be kind enough to tear me sack into strips.

Bandage.

Is the artery cut?

You may walk him home quietly.

Are you quite sure? I mean, he was bleeding very badly.

Too little faith to really like.

But you are wiser, me friend.

Excuse me, Doctor. I don't want to interrupt. I'd just like to apologize.

I reckon I was foolish. Oh, that's all right, Sam. Here, have a look at this.

Sorry I let you down.

You were marvelous.

A fluke told me. You know, I can't jump as well as I thought I could.

What about you teaching me?

Of course.

Now, would you say that I got the artery?

I reckon so.

A nasty one.

When did this happen?

About three hours ago.

No.

Miss Vicky.

Three hours.

Well, all I can say is you've done a remarkably fine job, Doctor. Oh, no, not

me. A fellow practitioner.

You know him.

If I knew of anyone who could do a job like that, I'd... I'd eat my hat.

It's impossible.

Fluke?

Fluke.