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You can't fish here, Albert.

Who says so?

Lady Faulkner. Not a river?

Well, this bit is.

Major Watkins has caught you once already. If father hadn't spoken...

See them bubbles?

No.

Where?

It's Major Watkins.

You never do as you're told.

Why should I?

Get caught then. See if I care.

Don't expect me to visit you in prison. What, not even to bring me a file?

Caught anything?

No, I ain't.

You a poacher?

Pine horse your friend's got.

What's his name?

What's yours?

Miller. Jim Miller.

It's a lovely animal.

Where's he come from?

Come on now, sonny.

Oh, but you'd be such an asset on our committee, Dr. Gordon.

But I've so little free time.

Thank you.

Well, we do hope to raise enough money to build a new wing on the hospital.

Now, surely you won't refuse to help us, hmm?

Ah, you're making it very difficult for me, Lady Fogman.

Good. Our first meeting is Thursday next.

I shall look forward to it.

Close the gate, beauty.

Good boy.

Well done.

Yes, the racing stable must be quite a handful.

Yes,

I thought I'd have to close it down after my husband died, but Major

you know, he's been so marvellous.

A tower of strength.

All right, all right.

I'll take it off.

Don't be so impatient.

You

knew

it was there, didn't you?

Oh, dear.

What is the matter, my dear?

Well, I'm terribly sorry, lady. I do wish you'd learned to walk into a room,

Vicky, instead of making everything into a cavalry charge.

I found this on the beauty saddle.

Thursday next, then, at eight o 'clock. Yes, splendid.

Good. Oh, goodbye, Lady Fortnum.

Goodbye.

The ladyship.

Dr. Gordon? Good morning, Major Watkins.

Is anything wrong?

Um, Miller, my lady. Miller?

It's the new stable hand, Lady Faulkner. He was in Silver Glory's stall, and,

well, when he saw me, he ran off.

And Silver Glory?

Oh, he's as right as rain.

I'd still like to find Miller, though.

I think he's up to something.

No, it's hard, John. We won't see him again.

Yes, I think perhaps we'd better return immediately.

Goodbye, Dr. Gordon. Goodbye.

S .G.

What are they, Father?

I don't know, but they belong to S .G., whoever S .G. is.

Why did S .G. put them under Beauty's saddle?

And he wanted to know where Black Beauty lived.

Nasty piece of work.

And he said it was a stable house. Ah.

Did he tell you his name?

Yes. Miller. Miller.

That's the man they're after.

S .G., of course.

Silver Glory.

Maybe this chap Miller was trying to put him out of action. These pills could be

some form of...

Dope. Where are you going? Why, to give the pills to Major Watkins.

Wait, wait.

What's the matter, beauty?

It's only me.

All right, Miller.

No,

sir. Not Miller.

My name's Brown, sir.

Sergeant Brown. The Criminal Investigation Department at Scotland

You're a policeman?

Yes.

Hiding in a stable?

It's a long story, sir. And a tall one.

Have you got those pills?

Yes. They're evidence.

Yes. Now, look here, sir. Where did you find them?

At Lady Faulkner's racing stable.

In Silver Glory stall.

Selby, one of the grooms, saw me.

Why did you run?

With that stuff on me.

They'd have killed me.

Even if you told them you were a policeman?

So the racing authority is calling us to keep an eye on Lady Faulkner's stable.

Nobbling was suspected.

Nobbling? Doping the horse before the race.

Mind you, only suspected.

I got a job as a stable hand to see if I could find out something more definite,

as you might say.

Does Lady Faulkner know?

No.

Look, Dr. Gordon, I don't care if you believe me or not. Them pills have got

go to the county police. We're dealing with desperate men.

All right, then, sir.

You take him yourself.

cup of tea we'll get you some

That's funny. It's locked.

No, it's not. There's something against the door.

Oh, boy.

Oh, boy.

Listen, Vicky.

Don't talk. I think you're concussed.

Yes, very good diagnosis.

Has the pillbox gone? My inside pocket.

Yes.

And your lovely watch.

Not very subtle of them.

Do you think they've got Sergeant Brown?

He may be one of them. Now, lie still.

Oh.

You must warn Lady Faulkner. Now, go together.

We're staying here. You must tell them everything.

Brown, the pills, everything.

What about you?

I'm very comfortable, thank you, Miss Nightingale. Now, off you go.

Oh, my Joaquin's caught me poaching.

Oh, there, I've forgotten that.

Maybe. You go on.

And then Sergeant Brown, if he was Sergeant Brown, disappeared.

And they've taken the pillbox, and Father was attacked. Beauty brought him

And Father told me I was to come here and tell you all about it, so... Sit

Victoria.

That's better.

Now, get your breath back and start all over again.

That must be the doctor's horse. Must have bolted. We've got to table it and

take it back later.

And Miller, um, Brown, he's a policeman?

He said he was.

How very mysterious.

Just a moment, my dear.

It's a bad business, Selby.

We must find out who Miller is working for.

He's a tricky customer, all right.

Where's Miller?

Don't worry, Lady Faulkner. We have him safe.

He's a policeman.

The Gordon girl. She's just told me. So that's why... I want you to get rid of

him. But that would be... An accident.

A nasty accident.

Major Watkins is going to do everything necessary.

Thank you for warning us.

Father insisted.

Oh, yes.

Poor Dr.

Gordon. Yes. Well, if you'll excuse me, Lady Faulkner, I'd like to get back.

Why, of course, my dear.

I thought you were an intelligent man, Major Watkins.

What do you mean?

Given you your orders, hadn't she?

You know a lot, don't you?

I know Lady Faulkner's been nobbling her own horses.

Oh, man, why should she do that?

Because she's secretly betting against them, and I can prove it.

You'll never prove anything now.

You kill me, Major, and the police will never give up until they've caught you.

Get away with it.

Come on. Hold him. Now, hold him.

Get down.

Music!

gone off with beauty.

Lady Faulkner brought me back. Wasn't it kind of her?

How are you now, Father?

Much better, thank you.

It's very kind of you, Lady Faulkner. Oh, nonsense, Dr. Gordon, especially

you've been the victim of such a cowardly attack.

I'll mend. We're a hard -headed lot. Won't you come in for a moment?

Oh, that would be lovely. Thank you.

Lady Faulkner?

You are Lady Faulkner, aren't you?

Because it is my duty to inform you that I'm a police officer. And to warn you?

No. I'm warning you. Do you understand that? Father! No!

Don't move.

Stay just where you are.

Devil.

Thank you, sir.

She was in debt, Doctor.

Got in with a fast bunch after Sir George died.

There's some funny customers in the racing crowd.

I still can't believe it.

Neither will the racing authorities.

But then, I didn't believe you at first.

Of course you didn't.

Albert, you saved my life.

Mind you, if I ever catch you poaching... I think I'm going to be a

when I grow up.

A recruiter.

You couldn't persuade Black Beauty to join the force, could you?

Mm -mm.