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Thank you.

What are you doing here?

Somebody in there?

Albert?

Albert?

What is this place anyway?

An old tin mine. Half a mile of passages back there.

Anyway, why are you following me?

I wasn't. I just saw Black Beauty.

What's in the sack?

My treasure. I keep it hidden in the old tin mine in a secret place. Why didn't

you tell me?

Don't you trust me, Albert?

Trust you? I don't trust anybody. Not with my special things. What things?

What is it?

The inside of a clock.

Does it go?

No, of course not.

Did you get it? It's my grandad's knife. Let's see it, Albert.

It's got a corkscrew, even.

Here, what's this here?

Oh, that's for taking stones out of horses' hooves.

What is it, boy?

What's the matter?

He thinks there's somebody watching us.

on us for?

Spying? Don't be absurd.

What are you doing on my uncle's land?

Your uncle?

Squire Armstrong.

I'm Charles Armstrong.

And this is private property.

Is that so?

Well, we live here.

You're tenant boys, are you?

Is that one of my uncle's horses?

No, not.

He's Dr. Gordon's.

Quite a handsome animal.

Tell me the way back to the hall.

I'm not sure of the direction from here. I'm a stranger here myself.

You? You're a local.

Ah.

Now, let me see.

Now, if you were going to the east, at the Royal Oak, that would take you to

ford and on the Zulquhari Road.

Past the Camber's Arms, left at Three Moles Fork, cut across Nine Mills Field,

and you can't miss that.

That's nothing but woods for miles, that way.

He'll be lucky if he's home in time for his supper.

Morning, Tom. Morning, lads. Don't you go riding through that field out yonder.

Why not?

She'll be going to her lab soon.

They mustn't be disturbed.

Right -o, Tom.

You haven't seen Master Charles on your travels, have you?

No. Well, I was looking for him. Seems he's late for supper.

Squire gets real angry with people who keep him waiting.

Well, if we see him, we'll tell him to go straight home, all right?

Come on, Beauty.

Bye, Tom. Bye.

Bye, lads.

I wonder where he is.

I do want to get him into trouble.

Beauty can find him.

Come on, Beauty.

It's Charles.

Finding beauty.

You all right, Ned?

Just. What was it?

What do you think you're doing? What do you mean? Find that gun near

Lammingfield. Near the what?

The Lammingfield.

Those sheep are going to have their lambs any day now. And if you frighten

you're going to do a lot of damage.

I was just trying to attract Summer's attention.

I was lost.

And don't you know any better than to shoot near horses?

I beg your pardon. I should think so.

I got thrown off. If you can't ride properly, that's your problem.

Now kindly mind your own business.

And if you did know anything about horses, you wouldn't get lost.

What do you mean?

You told your horse to take you home. He would have taken you.

Don't be ridiculous.

This is a thoroughbred.

Not a farm horse like yours.

Black beauty could beat the old lug of yours any day.

Do you want to prove it?

Prove it?

I'll challenge you to a race.

This afternoon. Go on, Albert.

All right.

It's time you learnt your lesson.

Let's see who's the better rider on the better horse.

Right.

This afternoon.

Come on, then.

Are you sure you can win?

I've seen the way they ride.

Don't underestimate that horse of theirs.

I don't want the family name laughed at round here, so you'd better win.

You beat them, I'll double your allowance.

So what are you going to bet on the race?

A gold sovereign?

Well, I don't have any money.

Do you?

No. You'll have to bet something.

Were you afraid to risk it? I don't have anything.

What about your knife?

That's worth a sovereign.

My grandad's knife?

The one you had at the mine.

I'll accept that.

You're on.

Now remember, it's around the woods towards the big tree beyond the lambing

field. Right?

Right.

I am a beauty.

I don't want to lose that knife.

I'm going to do it myself.

Right.

Get ready.

To win.

Come on, boy.

Quickly, come on.

Come on.

Must avoid the sheep. Come on.

Calm down, Beauty. I'm going to buy you a present when we get that suffering.

It seems I won after all.

Well, who won?

I was here first, Uncle.

Well done, Charles.

I knew you'd show them our gentleman rides.

Well, come on, pay up.

I have to go to the mine and get it.

Get what?

I bet a sovereign and against an old class knife that I'd win.

You did what?

We had to race for something.

You'll take nothing from him.

Be satisfied with teaching him a lesson.

Now, come along.

I can't do much for him, Mr. Armstrong.

What happened here?

Well, from the hoof marks, someone galloped right across the field.

In that race?

Do you know anything about this?

No, Uncle.

And it must have been that other boy on the doctor's horse.

I warned him this morning to keep out of this field.

They'll pay for this.

They won't get away with it this time.

Come on.

Will you, um... You mustn't get upset about losing. Just remember in future

beauty isn't a racehorse, are you, Beauty?

Well, at least you didn't lose your knife.

What knife?

Albert S. Clark's knife on the race.

But Squire Armstrong wouldn't let his nephew accept it.

I'm afraid I don't agree with Mr. Armstrong.

You must honour your debts.

Oh, yes, now you must take that knife round to the hall and leave it there for

Charles Armstrong, whether he wants it or not.

You must learn to accept responsibility for what you do.

Go on, off you go.

I'll take care of beauty.

Hey! Wait for me!

Oh, there you are.

Goyer's really angry with you this time.

What for?

It's a bad business.

A bad business.

The result is three of my sheep have lost their lambs. I just can't believe

Albert would do a thing like that.

Well, it certainly wasn't my nephew Charles.

I demand full compensation.

You sure have it.

If it's true to be Albert's fault.

Good day, Neil.

to be Charles.

That's how he was ahead of me. He cut across the field.

Are you going to tell Squire Armstrong?

He wouldn't believe me.

That's Charles' horse.

He's come to steal your knife. Right.

What are you going to do? Punch him on the nose.

Charles!

Charles, I'll sunk you in there.

It often does, but... Look, how are you going to find him?

Well, you stay on guard here.

I'll go and search the passages.

It'd be easier if I had a lantern, though.

I've got three matches, I think.

Yeah?

I'll go and find something to burn.

We're coming in after you.

Hello,

beauty.

What are you doing here?

Were you worried about us?

Charles Armstrong?

We're all caving in.

Nate?

Nate!

Nate! Nate!

We're

trapped.

There's no other way out.

It's all my fault. It's me that shouted.

But it's all my fault. The race and everything.

I cheated.

And you came to steal Albert's knife.

Oh, no, no, I didn't.

It's no use, beauty.

It's no use. They're buried.

There's a small chance, mind you, that they got into one of the tunnels.

The problem is where to start digging.

I lied to my uncle, but I'm not a thief.

Did you just want to get Albert into trouble?

No. I was desperate to win the race, but I couldn't let my uncle find out I'd

cheated.

That's why I didn't own up.

And then I was afraid to tell him I'd been lying.

I'd let down the family honour.

Well, I never own up to anything myself either.

Come on, let's go this way.

it, Beauty?

Can you hear them?

There's something there.

What is it, Beauty?

Well, get off it then, and I'll see what it is. Come on, back!

Salation shaft.

Well done, beauty.

Do you think they'll ever find us?

Yeah. Albert did something.

Black beauty.

I'm sorry for everything.

All I wanted to do was make friends with you and Albert, but I didn't know how.

You've got a funny way about it. Ow!

Well, last match.

kept you.

See? You've got your things, Albert.

No, I didn't come to steal your knife.

Put something there.

The gold sovereign you should have won.

It appears I owe you an apology, Doctor.

My nephew was owned up at last and taken his punishment.

I hope you weren't too severe, Mr. Armstrong.

After all, the boy couldn't have realised the harm he would do.

It's the fact that he didn't confess at once.

All I can say for him is that he took his punishment like a gentleman.

Yes, I'm sure he did.

And to make certain that he gets into no more mischief, I have forbidden him to

see those boys again.

Good day to you, sir.

I'm going home tomorrow.

But when I visit my uncle again, can I come and see you? Of course. Why not?

Alhamdulillah.