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Thank you.

And it's miles away. It can't possibly hurt you.

You know what thunder is, don't you?

It's a lot of air banging together like this.

That's why it's called a thunderclap.

It's wind, that's all.

Completely wild.

Rearing, screaming.

It's a miracle my horses were unharmed.

When was this?

During the storm.

Ah, then it couldn't have been Beauty. He was put in his stable as soon as it

started, wasn't he, Ginny? Yes, Kevin shut him in.

You're sure of that?

Of course I am. Beauty hates storms.

Does he now?

Goes wild, that's it, isn't it? Becomes uncontrollable? No.

Nonsense. Thunder makes most animals nervous, you know that.

I know that if that horse frightens any of my animals again, or comes onto my

land, I'll have him shot.

Where is Kevin?

Did you bolt the door?

Well, did you, Kevin?

I thought I did. Don't you know?

I was in the house during the storm.

When I came back here, the door was open.

Kevin!

Beauty was here.

But he'd been out, hadn't he?

His coat was wet, that's all.

What's all the fuss about?

All right, Kevin. Thank you for telling me.

So, it looks as though Mr. Armstrong could have been right, after all.

I should have bolted the stable door myself and not left it to you.

I wish you'd shut up about it. It's over now.

Beauty's fine.

I still don't believe he ran wild.

Beauty's run off.

We were fishing when suddenly he charged off into the woods. Where was it?

Down by the canal.

Jenny's gone out. Come on.

It's that doctor's horse again.

Bad horse, Gordon. He tried to kill me. He's mad.

You'd better find him and finish him.

Amy, Beauty's been wounded.

Doctor, what's happened? We need medical supplies. We must find him before it's

too late. What?

Completely unharmed.

Your horse is a menace, Doctor.

I have witnesses. He's a killer.

Now, that's not true.

Just because an animal panics in a storm... Don't argue with me, Doctor.

the second time we've had trouble with him. I want him destroyed.

May I suggest something, sir?

Then I take Black Beauty somewhere where I can keep an eye on him. Then if he

really is, as you say... Oh, very well. It shouldn't take even you long to see

just how dangerous he is.

Jenny! Father said we must go near him.

Kenny. Armstrong wants him destroyed. We've got to do something. We must hide

him.

Black Beauty, he's trying to kick the stable door down.

Dickens?

Thank you.

Thank you.

I don't know Beauty!

We'll try this way

We're not going to hurt him.

We're his friends as well.

I wonder where he came from.

I don't know, but he's lucky to be alive.

This wound is infected.

Oh, that horrible man.

How could he shoot a beautiful horse like this?

Well, come on, you two.

Time you're in bed. But, Father, is he going to be all right?

And shouldn't we try to find out who he belongs to?

If I can't stop that infection from spreading, the leg will be useless, and

it won't matter much who he belongs to.

Oh, Beauty, can't you help him?

You two be. Your breakfast is ruined.

He's stable. He's no better, Father.

No, but PC Dickens has managed to trace his owner.

Perhaps a poor animal will pick up once he sees his master.

He's coming over as soon as possible.

His name's Prince.

The Black Prince, really. He broke out of my stables nearly a week ago.

I used to farm round here and Prince didn't like the move. He'd unsettle him.

So he travelled over 30 miles to find his old home. It's about the size of it.

Must have got a shock, though. The place is derelict.

He's going to be all right, though, isn't he?

Well, I hope so. I've done what I can. But, you see, to keep the blood

circulating, he's got to stand up.

And that's up to nature.

And the horse.

Bye.

Bye.

It's amazing.

Black beauty and Prince are so alike.

They could be brothers.

Thank you.