The Littlest Horse Thieves Page #3

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You What You Want To Know.

It's About The Ponies.

Ponies?

The Pit Ponies.

Father's Bringing Machinery

Into The Mine

To Do The Work

The Ponies Used To Do,

And I Want To Know

What Will Happen To Them.

Well, I Suppose,

If Their Usefulness Is Finished,

They'll Have To Go.

But Go Where?

Mother?

Well, I Suppose--

I Don't Really--

I'm Sure Your Father

Will Have Made Plans For Them.

But What Plans?

What Will Become Of Them?

Well, If There's

No Work For Them To Do,

I Imagine

They'll Be Sent--

Sent Where?

To The Slaughterhouse.

No!

No, Father Wouldn't Do

A Thing Like That!

Alice!

Runner!

Runner!

[Indistinct Shouting]

Well, What's Going On

Here, Then?

Them Engineers Came At Him

With A Big Bale Of Wire

And Frightened Him.

That Wire Cable's

Got To Be Laid.

We Can't Work With Them And

Their Gear All Over The Place.

You'll Have To Go

Home Then, Won't You?

What,

And Lose Our Money?!

Alice?

Come On.

What's Up, Alice?!

We've Had To Stop Work, Sir,

In The Lower Drift Heading.

Oh? Why?

They Can't Work While

That Cable's Being Laid.

Alice,

What Are You Doing Here?

I Wanted

To Ask You Something.

Not Now, Dear,

I'm Busy.

Come On, Carter, Show Me

Exactly Where They've Stopped.

Now, They're Laying

The Cable Here.

Carter:

That's Right, Sir,

And There's

The Lower Drift Heading.

Mr. Sandman:

Yes, I See.

Send The Men Home,

Then, Shall I?

Oh, Yes, Very Well.

Alice, You Run Along.

I've Got A Lot To Do.

Please, Father.

All Right.

What Is It You Want?

It's About The Pit Ponies.

What Will Happen To Them?

Alice,

I Haven't Got--

Please, Father,

I Want To Know.

Well, I Can Hardly

Turn Them Loose On The Moors.

They're Not Used To

Fending For Themselves.

Isn't There

A Field Somewhere,

So They Can Live Happily

And Run About

And Enjoy Themselves?

Who'll Pay

For Their Feed?

The Colliery Owner.

They Work In The Colliery.

You Can Hardly Expect

Lord Harrogate

To Pay For Animals To Do

Nothing, Anymore Than Men.

Well, Then What

Will Become Of Them?

They Won't...

Be Sent To

The Slaughterhouse,

Will They?

[Voice Trembling]

Father...

Run Along Home.

Why Aren't You

With Your Governess?

I've Got Enough On My Mind

Without Being Bothered

About A Lot Of Ponies!

[Crying]

What Is It, Alice?

What's The Matter?

The Ponies...

He's Going To Kill

The Ponies.

[Sobbing]

There's Only

One Thing To Do.

We'll Have To Steal Them.

Steal Them?

You Mean Get Them Out Of

The Mine And Keep Them Safe?

Oh, Yes!

How Will We Do It?

I Don't Know.

Bert Can Help Us.

No. You're Not

To Mention It To Bert.

But You Said --

I Was Wrong.

He Might Tell Luke.

Luke Likes The Ponies.

He'd Be Afraid

Of Losing His Place.

Couldn't We Come In

Along At Night

And Wind Them Up?

No. Someone Would Hear Us.

Besides, There's

Always People About

Doing Maintenance

In There.

Then How

Can We Get To Them?

There Must Be

Another Way In.

There'd Be

Some Old Workings.

Might Be A Way

Of Getting In Through Them.

How Do We Know

Where They Are?

They Always Keep Plans

Of All The Workings.

Where?

In Your Father's Office.

Carter!

What's Going On, Carter?

Carter:
You Better Come Over,

Mr. Sandman,

Unless You Want

The Whole Pit Standing Idle.

What's Going On?

Your Man Tells Me I Can't

Take This Stuff Down Pit.

I Warned You

Time And Time Again,

No Naked Flames Down There.

[Indistinct Arguing]

You Given Me Four Weeks

To Finish This Job.

If I Can't Do...

...Any Delay

As Of Yesterday.

Firmly Promised.

[Indistinct Arguing]

It Should Be

Somewhere Here.

Yes, But Where?

Let's Look Up Here.

Look!

Look, I've Found It!

Come On!

Watch Yourself!

[Clattering Echo]

That Could've Been You.

That Should Be

The Old Engine House There.

Let's See.

[Creaking]

Aye, It's A Winding Engine.

You Know, For Winding

The Gauge Up And Down.

Then If We Can Get It Working,

We Can Bring The Ponies Up.

Father, How Does

A Winding Engine Work?

Alice, Dear, That's Hardly

A Suitable Subject

For A Young Lady.

Miss Coutts, I Want My Daughter

To Be A Young Lady

And To Learn French,

And Sewing, And Watercolors--

But I Also Want Her

To Take An Interest

In The Things About Her.

So, Alice, If You'd Like

To Come To My Study,

I'll Show You How

A Winding Engine Works.

Thank You, Father.

This Should Go In There.

No, It Shouldn't.

You're Doing It

All Wrong.

No, I'm Not.

What Do Girls Know

About Machinery?

You Can't Put This

In There.

Any Fool Can See That.

Try Lifting It Up

And Putting It In.

Now All It Needs

Is Some Grease.

Hello, Tommy.

What Do You Want?

It's A Big Engine,

Ain't It, Harry?

Ah, It's A Big Engine.

It's Got A Lot To Do.

Harry!

Aye?

What Does It Have To Do?

You Know What It Does.

It Rides The Gauge Up And Down

And Pumps The Water Out.

Where Does

The Water Come From?

I Don't Know Where

The Water Comes From.

Everywhere, I Suppose.

If You Didn't Pump

The Pit Out Every Day,

It Would Soon Be Flooded.

Harry!

Aye?

Goodbye, Harry.

Hey, We Best Not Get

Too Mucky,

Or They'll Wonder

Where We've Been.

Dave...

Come And Look.

I Think I've Put Enough On.

[Creaking]

It Must Work!

It Must!

That Valve --

Turn It The Other Way.

I Tried It.

It Doesn't Help!

What's Going On Here, Then?

Trying To Get The Old Engine

To Go, Are You?

Well...

What Are You Going To Do

When You Get It Going?

We're Going To Get

The Ponies Up.

Oh, Tommy...

Up Out Of The Pit,

Are You?

And How Do You Think

You'll Do That?

Through The Old Workings.

You're Gonna Get The Ponies

Up Out Of The Pit?

You, Tommy,

And The Little Miss?

If Only We Could Get

The Engine To Work.

Shouldn't Be Too Hard.

It's Not So Long

Since It Was Running.

First,

Clear The Shaft Head.

Come On, Get It Up.

Right, Bert!

Here You Are, Then.

Yay!

Ha Ha!

Yay!

Yay!

Yay!

We Did It!

Yay!

Yay!

Yay!

I Should Run It

Up And Down A Few Times

To Work The Grease In.

But Not For Too Long --

Someone Will Hear It.

[Chuckles]

Well, I Must Be Off

To The Stables.

You'll Not Tell Luke,

Will You?

Me?

I'll Not Tell Anyone.

Now, Mind, I've Never

Seen You Here,

And I Don't Know

What You're Doing.

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

I'll Go Down Tomorrow

And Try To Find A Way

Through The Present Workings.

And The Stables?

Aye.

If You Go Down To

Old Workings By Yourself,

You'll Get Lost.

No, I Won't.

Yes, You Will!

Oh, Give Over!

You Will Get Lost!

Miss Coutts, I Think I Would

Like To Learn To Crochet.

Really, Dear?

I Think I Have A Spare

Ball Of Thread Here.

Ta.

All Right.

Good Luck, Dave.

Aye, Good Luck.

All Right, Tommy.

My Dad Died Down The Pits.

Was It An Explosion?

I've Heard My Father

Talk About Firedamp.

That's A Sort Of Gas,

Isn't It?

Aye.

It Builds Up.

And Then You Get A Spark

And It Goes Up.

You Never Know

When It'll Happen.

[Pony Neighs]

[Rumbling]

Come On, Flash.

Come On, Lad.

Come On, Flash.

What's The Matter With You?

Go On, Lad.

That's It, That's It.

How Far

Will He Have To Go

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