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Suspecting that an attempt is to be made to steal the two white horses stabled at

the carnival, Greg Sanders again assumes the identity of the mysterious

vigilante. Finding that the guard has been overpowered, the vigilante daringly

engages his attackers and...

How come you missed, Lefty? I'm not sure we're a good shot.

That deputy shot the gun out of my hand before it could fire.

Thanks, Judy. Thanks a lot.

The vigilante's heading this way. We'd better duck.

I got an idea.

Hide the end of this rope to our trailer and stand by for my signal.

I don't know, Miss Winslow, but I'll find out.

This is X-2 speaking.

Report to me immediately.

Betty Winslow and George Pierce will be at the Motion Picture Company's location

today.

They'll be riding the white Daravanian horses presented to them by Pierce's

house guest, Prince Hamil.

I still want the Winslow girl's horse.

There'll be a lot of people out there, and it doesn't look like a good chance

to get it. The fact that the horses are exactly alike should suggest a method.

Yes, I believe I understand.

I trust that you do.

And we'll see that the mission is properly executed.

I will.

A little trip for you and Merkley out to where that drugstore cowboy, the Prairie

Troubadour, is doing his stuff on that movie location.

I'd rather not. I don't want to start that movie director yelling about people

on their location again.

We could watch from here.

Anything you say.

Let's put the horses in the shade.

Have you ever seen two perfectly matched horses?

They're perfect twins.

Back in this next scene, Joe knocks you down.

And runs to his horse and rides out fast.

I want you to pick yourself up, do a trick mount, and out after him. You get

it? I got it. Let's go.

Now, Zia, we won't need you in this next scene, so you can relax.

Have you had enough? I think so. I've decided that riding is more fun.

Let's go.

Are you hurt, Betty?

No, I'm all right.

Well, that was a strange thing to happen.

It certainly must.

Hey, for a drugstore cowboy, Greg can really handle a horse. Don't you agree?

That troubadour is all right.

Anybody lose a horse?

Thanks a lot, Greg.

You're welcome. Nice work, troubadour.

When are you going to learn to saddle a horse correctly, young lady?

I can't imagine what made my saddle flip that way.

Do you see what I do?

Why, yes.

That's my saddle blanket.

If I'm not mistaken, that's my horse and not yours, Betty.

Somebody must have switched saddles but apparently didn't complete the job.

Why would anyone want to do that?

That's just another one of those questions, Betty. It's in line with all

the other mysterious things that have been happening.

First my stable's burning and then you almost being killed that day in the

trailer. I wonder who's behind all this.

Let's not worry about that now.

Think of me. I've got a picture to finish.

Here.

Switching saddles on those horses sure worked out right to the letter.

You boys crow too soon.

I don't get you. We followed Silver's orders. We sure did.

Switched everything on both horses.

Everything except the blank letter, my saddle.

That little blunder started Betty Winslow to thinking.

X-1 wants to see you, Mr. Pierce. Thank you.

Well, I'm not going to take the blame for your mistakes.

We'll all go.

I need not warn you.

Another mistake like the one made this morning might have tragic results.

Certain suspicions have been aroused.

Do I make myself clear?

We understand, X-1.

We'll be more alert in the future.

You must be, if our mission is to succeed.

That is all.

Well, that puts it squarely up to us.

I guess you fellas know what to do.

Yeah, we know what.

But how?

I have an idea on that subject.

Those to whom I have made gifts of white horses have suffered misfortune.

But it'll be worse for those who fail me in this hour.

A hundred tears of blood.

They must be found and returned to me.

I've been an exile, my most trusted. We'll do your part tonight.

Your bidding is our law, Your Highness.

Part of that which I seek may be fond of the horse I gave to the girl Miss

Winslow. The animal shall be returned to you, Your Highness. No, I don't want the

animal itself.

I gave it as a token of my esteem to a very clever artist.

Merely possess the horse long enough to secure that which I seek.

Then return the horse to the stable.

I understand, Your Highness.

Understand this also.

Let nothing stand in your way.

A hundred years of blood.

Mister, better luck next time.

Oh, say, maybe you need dresses.

Where are you going, sir?

I thought I'd go down and have a look at Jackson's gorilla.

Oh, you better keep your distance.

I will.

She's in there.

Why don't we get a horse?

Isn't very friendly, is he? I'll say not.

Sure hate to meet him on the dark alley or any other place outside that cage.

He's sure a mean critter at times.

Hmm.

That's Craig Sanders.

Yeah.

We better take care of him before we try to get that horse.

All right.

It would be impossible to get the horse. But it's a mass disorder.

We can do just so much. He does not wish us to be killed.

Then we must release the girl.

Say, you don't want to stay and pinch hit a while, would you?

No, thanks.

Include me out.

Aren't you going to put the lights out?

Got to leave them on. Bongo sure hates the dark.

See you later, Jackson.

Good night, sir.

Gives me an idea.

When he starts shaking those bars, you'd think the whole cage was going to come

apart. Oh, he sure is an ornery clipper.

Well, I was retaining Betty. She was supposed to meet me here. Well, I

haven't seen her.

sinister forces dare even to attack the stronghold of a law?

What is the meaning of this mad chase through the night?

See what happens in Battling the Unknown, Chapter 6 of The Vigilante, at

this theater next week.