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Harvey, what do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Harvey, what does a love kiss say in my memory?

large at school so we need some pine cones and we need some leaves from the

deciduous trees. Now we all remember what those are don't we? Who can tell us

what a deciduous tree is?

children here. Well, this is private property. Get out of here.

Get back to the hunt, Gillies.

You lot shouldn't have split up. This is Lord Ashfordly's estate. She shouldn't

be here.

This isn't the time to argue, Gillies. Now get back to the hunt.

You haven't heard the last of this.

Come on.

I'm very sorry if you're frightened.

The children were in danger.

Well, you really shouldn't be here without Lord Ashfordly's consent.

This is private land.

I didn't realise there aren't any notices or fences.

Who was that?

Oh, that's Walter Gillies. Lord Ashfordly's estate manager.

Well, anyway, good day.

How's it looking?

With Ashfordly doubling the rent, it won't balance.

I'm no accountant, but even I can see it can't be done.

So what are we going to do?

We'll have to seriously think about closing the pub.

What?

You can't do that.

You must have missed something.

Let me have a look.

You sound worse than him.

What's the lawyer?

George, jacking it in.

I don't believe it.

We might have to.

Well, this is what I call a crisis.

Sounds like all hands to the pump to see what we can do to lift these profits,

eh? Well, at last a good cause that I can get enthusiastic about.

Here, Sarge, have you heard? George Ward's thinking of giving up the

Arms. Will you be applying for the vacancy, Ventress?

Oh.

No, Sarge.

Don't count on it.

Rowan, I've just heard there have been some horses loose up on your patch

belonging to Mr. Ruane. Now, he's rounded them up, but have a word with

your way home, will you? Yes, Sarge. We don't want mayhem on the roads again,

now, do we?

No, Sarge.

Wait for him.

Oh, there you are.

Listen, Sarge, you'll have to recall some lunatic teacher disrupting the hunt

this morning.

In what way, Mr Gillis?

Well, she was trepidating on the estate with a bunch of kids from Aidensfield

School.

Well, that could have been a nasty accident.

Sorted out there.

OK.

Would you like me to go up and read the riot act, Sarge?

Much as I am tempted to send you back to school, Bellamy, I think Aidensfield is

down to Rowan.

I'll go straight away, Sarge.

That's him!

That's who?

That's him! That's Uncle Claude!

Uncle Claude?

Norman. And just when I was thinking things couldn't get any worse.

You got a problem?

I have now. What are you doing here?

You got a flat tyre.

Have I?

Oh, yes. So I have. I'm very observant of you to notice, Norman. Can we help?

Oh, this is Uncle Claude. Oh, mighty pleased to make your acquaintance, sir.

Jeb's American.

He's in the Air Force.

You know, Norman, sometimes your grasp of the situation leaves me gasping.

Are you going to change it, then?

I've already thought of that, haven't I?

The flaming spare's no good either.

I've got a new tube at home if I can get there. Can we give you a lift?

That's very kind of you.

Alfred!

Good one, sir. Good one, thanks.

That's police business, I'm afraid.

What's wrong?

I've had a complaint.

Complaint?

From a Walter Gillies.

Who?

Oh, the ignorant oaf from the hunt.

Well, he was very upset.

I'll give him upset. I only just managed to get my class away from the horses in

time. Well, you best keep off the Asherley estate.

They get a bit feudal during the hunting season.

You're telling me.

Be careful, Mary.

Are you free tonight?

Sorry?

Are you doing anything tonight?

It depends what's on offer.

Well, the local pub looks like closing down this week to help boost their

profits.

That's doing your bit for the community.

All right, then.

Well, shall I pick you up about nine o 'clock?

Holly Cottage, Wayndale.

Yeah, I know.

Do you now? Mary, just help me. Mary, will you be careful?

What does he actually do?

He's a quartermaster up at Filendale's. He's a very clever man, is Jeb. He's my

new business partner.

That sounds like a bit of a contradiction to me, Norman. Eh?

Don't let it bother you.

Oh, he's got a mate who flies stuff over from America.

Hasn't got any inner tubes, has he? No, but he's got records, genes.

Oh, records and genes. You'll have to save me some of them.

Booze. Hey, now you are talking.

I sell the stuff on. It's easiest money I've ever made.

I see you've made yourself at home.

Would you like to take a drink with me, sir? What have you got?

Bourbon. You ever tasted it? Not for a long time. I'll let you remind me.

Norman, your uncle is a man after my own heart.

You tell him about our proposition.

Ah, well, I would just come into that.

While I'm waiting, why don't you tell me?

Oh, we've got an import business. Your nephew and myself.

Oh, he did mention that.

I'm billeted in a small house in Whitby.

Business is booming.

I need more storage space.

Well, I could sort that out for you, but you'd have to pay a rent.

Of course, Mr. Greengrass.

Would you prefer dollars or pounds sterling?

Either or both, so long as it's cash.

Would you like another, sir?

I'd like to see somebody try and stop me.

I'm glad to see you've got them back in.

Sergeant Blaketon's had a call.

They miss now, do they?

Somebody must have opened that gate.

Well, who'd do that? Oh, I don't know.

Kids, hikers.

I'll be keeping an eye out.

I can't afford anything else to go wrong. Not the way things are at the

Bad, is it?

I've got three of Lord Ashfordly's horses here at livery.

He hadn't paid his bill for months.

I tell you, if it weren't for Ernie, I'd have jacked it in below.

Tell Blaketon I'm sorry. It won't happen again.

Yeah, all right, Bill.

See you.

All right.

Sorry, I'm not ready.

Come in, I'll be two seconds.

Sorry about the men.

I'm usually so tired after school, I just collapse in front of the

How did you get this place?

My mum and dad's holiday cottage.

So where do they live?

Yours.

Yeah, yeah, sorry, I was just looking at the photos.

Shall we go then?

Yeah.

The thing is, this place has stood still too long. It's been a time warp.

You need food, not to get more people in.

Well, we do pies and sandwiches.

Mmm, proper food.

Chicken in the basket, scampi and chips. Oh, here, here.

Oh, and how am I going to do that?

You've got a kitchen.

Yeah, we've got no equipment.

Ah, what about music nights?

We've tried that.

What, same night each week? You've not tried that, have you?

So you've got to advertise it.

Post it.

Put it in the paper.

You see, at the end of the day, that... Hey, Vic.

Hi, Nick.

All right, what are you all drinking?

You're a dark arse, Nick.

I don't see anything going on there.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Nick, it's Blaketon.

I hear he crossed thoughts with our Mr Gillies.

He could say that. Where does he get his airs and graces from, anyway?

Comes with a job, I suppose.

Working with the aristocracy, living on the Asperley estate. And rubbing

shoulders with the hunting fraternity.

You don't approve, I take it?

The unspeakable in pursuit of the uneatable.

Do you ride?

I used to have my own pony. I want to start again, but I need to find a

Well, I know someone who owns a writing table.

I could take you up there tomorrow.

That would be great.

Cheers, Phil.

Phil, there's a bit of an intruder seen out at Shepherd's Cottage. He wants me

to go up there. And you want me to go with you?

Yeah, cheers, mate.

Sorry about this.

That's all right.

Oh, I can give her a lift home if you're not back by closing time.

Thanks.

It won't be long.

You stay there.

It seems quiet enough.

I'll check the front door, eh?

Yeah, I'll go round the back.

Ah!

Bill?

You all right?

Get him! Get him!

Go on!

Do you want to hold a Yorkshire in our business?

Good morning, Mr. Greengrass, sir.

You must be joking.

We've got a delivery for you. I've not had time to clear any space yet.

That's all right. Norm will do it. All right.

I'm having it in the workshop.

Will you join me, sir?

Can I duck?

Come in.

I can't believe this has happened.

Was he still in the house when you got here?

Yeah, he dumped Phil Bellamy as he made a dash for it.

Is he OK?

Yeah, he'll be all right. Now, do you know exactly what's missing?

The clock with the most valuable piece.

An anniversary present.

Cost £200.

Anything else?

My jewellery box had a few family rings in it.

Candlesticks.

Thick, no solid silver.

Enough boxes have gone.

Martin's a collector.

How many were they?

Oh, I don't know. You'll have to ask him.

I'll phone him.

All the good stuff, Nick.

Yeah, well, whoever it was has got what they wanted. They won't be back.

It's the thought of somebody being here.

Going through all your things.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't worry.

When you've checked everything, make a list of...

All the missing items on the list of all the casual callers to the cottage.

Do you think we'll see any of that stuff again?

Well, we'll circulate the list. There's always a chance.

How about this, Mr Greengrass?

It's not really my style.

No? You'd have to throw two of them together to fit round in, wouldn't you,

Uncle Claude?

You're auditioning for a thump round the edge. I mean, where are you going to

get rid of this lot?

Boutiques in Leeds, Darlington, York. They all want them. I know what you'll

have, Mr Greengrass.

How about that, that picture?

Hey, I hope you don't think this is in lower rent.

It's a present.

A thank you.

Thank you.

You look as though you need a hand.

I'm fine.

Maggie's taking me up to Rowan's riding stables.

Do you know him?

Yeah, yeah, it's last night.

Look, I just came to say I'm sorry about last night.

That's OK.

Do I get another chance?

Maybe.

Did you do anything tonight?

No.

Well, how about dinner at my place?

Oh, you can cook too.

No, Eileen's made a casserole.

Well, would you mind if I come?

I don't see why she should.

Oh, there's my lift.

OK, what time?

About seven, and you can see Katie before she goes to sleep.

OK.

Luckily tonight.

You want to be careful, you two people will be gossiping. It'll give them

something worthwhile to talk about.

Ready when you are.

Ah, George.

Give us a scotch and a pack of the crisps.

That'll be three and seven.

Stick it on the slate.

Not anymore.

What? New policy, Claude.

No pay, no drink.

Fine, when you're ready, George.

So, how's things up your way?

I'm on my own at the moment.

Ashfordly's had it.

He's got rid of the cook, the gardener.

He's precious, but I'll be next.

They want me off the estate so he can sell his cottage.

Does that mean you'll be leaving Gabe, you see?

I hope not.

I don't think he'll buy my own place.

Here we are.

Thanks, George.

George, George, can I have a word?

Excuse me a minute.

Yes, Claude, you found some money?

No, not exactly.

Well, I told him what the crack is. I know, but I might have a bit of a

proposition that'll be to your advantage and mine.

Are you still going to the concert tonight?

Well, I'd like to. Is there a problem?

No.

No, I just thought I might invite someone over.

Oh, is he?

Yeah, I was going to ask Joe Weston.

The new teacher?

Yeah. What a good idea.

So it's okay, then?

Of course it is.

Great.

What am I going to do?

I've got nine horses to feed here. Sorry, Bill.

There's only enough left for a couple of days.

The boss said no money, no fodder. But I'll be able to settle up with you soon.

I've always been straight.

Come on, man, what's wrong with you?

Can't do it.

Not even two bags.

It's out of my hands. I'd lose my job.

Well, it wouldn't be the first time a couple of bags have gone astray.

Dad. Get your hand off me doorbell.

Dad, come away.

There's other places I can go to. You think on that.

We're having a bad time, though.

Maggie, I'm sorry.

It's quite different from the opinion.

Oh, Annie, this is Joan Workerton. Hi. Hello.

We met the other day, and I was trespassing.

I remember.

It's good to see somebody stand up to Walter Gillies.

You'll be riding with me today. I'm very rusty.

Oh, don't worry. You've got medical assistance at hand. Thanks for the

encouragement, Maggie.

I've got a quiet one for your first time out. Good. Annie knows all the best

rides round here.

Right. Well, I'm ready when you are. This way.

What was the row about, Bill?

Oh, it wouldn't leave me any fodder.

People don't... pay their bill so I can't pay mine.

I'm at my wit's end, Maggie.

Another week like this and we've had it.

Where was the burglary, Sarge?

Cheers, Bill.

Jameson's, Lee Cottage, over at Scoresby. They found it when they got

their holiday this morning.

Much been taken?

what they wanted.

It's beginning to sound familiar, Sarge.

We're on our way back now.

Out.

That's something I've always wanted to do.

I applied for the mounted division.

Really?

Good grief. I thought we'd had it then.

Wretched animal.

You all right?

Hell yes.

No thanks to that animal, though.

Oh, yeah.

I'll go and fetch him.

Any idea who it belongs to?

Looks like one of Bill Ruane's.

What's wrong with the man?

Let the place go to pot.

Bill Ruane, eh?

This time I'll talk to the man myself.

Well, look who's here.

Hello, Gina. Two pints of your very best, please.

What brings you back here, then, Norman?

Well, we've got a bit of business in the area.

Oh, this is Jeb.

Hiya. Good to meet you, Gina.

You're not from round here.

Neither are you.

Liverpool. Most famous accent in the world.

Is that right?

Do you know any of the Beatles?

Well, not personally, no.

Ah, pity.

Will you join us for a drink?

Yeah, I'll have a baby shum then, please.

So what sort of business are you in then, Jeff?

Oh, we're selling records, garments, all genuine, original American product.

Like me.

What kind of garments?

Norman, go fetch me a leather coat.

I want to see what Gina looks like in a leather coat.

I can't afford one of them.

Who said anything about paying?

Go on, Norman.

Jean is just the kind of advertising we need to promote these things. What do

you say?

Honey!

What is it?

There's something in this feed.

What? I don't know.

What the hell's happened here?

Someone's knocked it over.

Someone or somebody.

Problems, Mr Ruin?

More like a disaster.

The dirt seeped into all my feet. I'm going to have to chuck the lot.

Well, I'll give you another disaster.

One of your horses on the public highway again. This time, leaping out in front

of a police vehicle.

Well, it can't be one of mine.

I've only checked them an hour ago.

They're all in.

Well, secure.

Evidently not.

That horse of yours could have caused a nasty accident.

And if anything like this happens again, you'll be prosecuted.

Well, I managed to catch him for you before he caused any more trouble.

Thanks, Walter.

I checked that gate.

Somebody must have let him out on purpose.

No, surely not.

And the dirt's all in the last of his feet.

Well, you sound in a bad way.

No, it's wrong.

I don't understand why these things keep happening.

Well, your daughter's very young.

There's a lot to be going on with.

Annie? Oh, it wouldn't be her fault.

She'd sound as a pound.

Yeah, well, this... This takes a lot of keeping up.

I mean, perhaps you should think of selling after all, eh? I told you

Walter, I won't be selling.

If Annie's future this...

Okay, see you.

French clock, canteen of cutlery, 78 pieces, 18th century solid silver

teapot. Yeah, looks like it took the place out beforehand.

Claims the shepherd's breaking.

I reckon there's a local connection to all this.

What about a list of coolers to his property?

Well, green grass is common to bull. It wasn't him that thumped me.

Peg sellers, fishmongers?

Tourist looking for relatives?

Well, whoever he is, he might still be in the area.

I think we should warn some of the bigger houses.

Rowan, call in on Lord Ashfordly.

Right, sir.

Yes, that is.

Mr Gillies.

Constable Rowan.

What can I do for you?

Is Lord Ashfordly here?

Our family's in London.

Any staff about?

Staff?

No, I'm the only one up here now.

Got rid of the rest.

Economies.

There's been a couple of burglars in the area.

They're after antiques.

What sort of things?

Well, silver mainly.

Candlesticks. Cutlery.

What place is the warning?

It would just make sure you keep the doors and windows locked, Mr Guinness.

It's a beautiful baby.

Yeah, yeah, it's a beautiful mum.

Eileen, do you want to go after the wine before you eat? Oh, no thanks. My lift

just arrived.

Thanks for cooking supper.

Bye. Bye.

Hey there, George.

I thought you were here for a delivery.

You owe me two quid.

I'll take it off your slack.

Thank you very much.

This isn't whiskey.

It's bourbon. It's American whiskey.

Who's going to drink that? Me, for a start. Pour me a big one.

I'll have it in place of the delivery charge.

What delivery charge?

The one that would have been on the invoice if I'd have given you one. Come

get pouring.

So what made you choose Aidensfield Private?

Well, I've offered the job.

That's not your first though, is it?

No.

I just felt like it was time to move on.

I don't like cities. I'm a country girl at heart.

What else do you want to know?

Boyfriend?

Sorry, I didn't mean this to be an interrogation.

Oh, Paul, are you out there?

Aidensville Police.

When?

Are you still there?

Okay, I'll be up as soon as I can.

Right.

There's been a break enough at Asherley Hall.

I'm really sorry about this, but I've got to go up there.

What about Katie?

Yeah, I'll phone Maggie. She usually helps out in emergency.

It's all right. I'll stay and babysit.

You sure?

Of course.

Why don't you take my car?

Right, yeah.

I'll try not to be too loud.

You all right?

Not exactly, no.

I tried to run after him, but I couldn't catch him. Did you see who it was?

Oh, he was wearing a mask.

Was he playing anything?

I should think so, yes.

Which way did he go?

I don't know. He hit me pretty hard. I'm still dazed.

Neither can I.

What fat are you using?

Dripping. Good.

When are the chickens coming?

Well, he promised me ten o 'clock.

Plucked.

Well, I flippin' well hope so.

How are you feeling this morning, Mr Gillis?

I'm all right, apart from my head.

Have you remembered anything else about last night?

No, not really.

Well, no one unusual hanging round the place?

No.

Oh, well, there's no Bedford van parked up at the top of the drive.

It was maroon, I think, with a green canvas back to it.

Well, did you see who was in it?

No. We get a lot of courting couples up this way.

I don't like to disturb them.

We'd better follow it up, just in case.

Yes, well, I've got that inventory for you here.

Yesterday afternoon.

Yes, what time?

How are you getting on, Ventress?

I'm sorry, a carriage clock.

Right. Thank you, Mr Black. Thank you for your help.

Well, there was nothing from the local pawnbrokers, but Mr Black of Whitby says

that Bill Ruane pawned a carriage clock yesterday afternoon.

Bingo.

What are you two doing here?

Walter Gillis remembered seeing a Bedford van parked near Asperley Hall

night, Sarge.

And Bill, Rowane's got one.

Is he in? No, Sarge. Well, Rowane pawned an antique clock in Whitby yesterday.

Matches the description of one from the burglaries. So we'd better take a look

around. Bellamy, you start in that stable over there.

Morning.

Something wrong?

It's your dad about, Annie.

Gone to fetch some feed?

What's wrong?

We think there might be some stolen property on the premises.

What's going on?

Sarge!

Candlesticks, trophies, false underwear.

Ruane, I'm arresting you on suspicion of burglary.

I've no idea where it's come from.

This is Lord Ashfordly's property, and it was found tucked away in one of your

barns. I've never seen any of this stuff before.

You go to Ashfordly Hall, don't you?

Not to dinner, no.

Don't try to be smart with me, Rowan.

I've done no wrong.

Really?

Then tell me about this antique clock that you pawned in Whitby yesterday.

It's a family heirloom.

You can prove that, can you? Got a receipt of you?

It belonged to my wife.

You're short of money, aren't you?

Finding it difficult to pay your bills, aren't you?

It's common knowledge, Bill.

You don't think this has anything to do with me, do you? It's me you have to

convince, Rowane.

And it looks as if in order to extricate yourself from your financial mire,

you've been paying little visits to local houses in the middle of the night.

What? The Shepherds, the Jamisons and Lord Ashfordly.

This isn't down to me.

What's happening?

All is being held under suspicion of the Asperley Hall job.

I can't believe it. What do you think?

Well, I can't see Bill doing it himself.

Poor Annie.

Is there nothing we can do?

Well, no, not at the moment.

Officially, I'm off duty.

Shall I see you at the pub for lunch?

All right, then.

21! Here!

22!

What number are we?

33.

Get me some crisps. Twenty -three.

Here he is. Make that two, please, George.

All right, cheers, Phil. Here's one.

Take it to Chris, George.

Up yourself.

What's he doing back in this neck of the woods?

He's importing leather jackets.

Yeah? He gave one to Gina.

You got a rider, then?

Hey.

Well, look who's here.

Twenty -four.

Right, what are you drinking?

Gin and tonic, please.

Oh, bourbon. 25. I've not seen that in here before. I'll have one of those,

please. Hiya.

Are you eating? Just please.

What about you, Nick?

No, thanks.

Gina, what's this about a secret admirer giving you a leather jacket?

Who's been telling tales?

I'll have a word with him later.

Is he here?

Well, yeah. He's over there. Norman!

No, it wasn't him. It was his partner.

He's a real hunk.

You two found my antiques yet? We're working on it. So I see.

Sue, look at that list of callers you gave us.

What about it?

Well, wasn't there someone on it looking for a loved relative?

Hmm. It was an American.

26.

We're leaving.

Why? Because I say so. Come on.

Where are you off to?

Sorry? You're not walking out on me again, are you?

No, no.

What is it?

Oh, nothing, no.

You're OK.

All right, Norman.

What's in these?

Are they import or export?

Export. I think you missed that bit out, didn't you?

Did I?

Well, er... Ah, Santa Barbara.

Yeah, export.

Open it up.

No, no, I can't do that, Uncle Claude. Oh, yes, you can. Get it open.

What's this, then?

It's just a little sideline. Jeb's very interested in antiques. Didn't I tell

you? Strangely enough, no.

Oh, but he travels all over.

Yes. He's even been to the Jamesons.

Where's that, then? The Jamesons live at Lee Cottage. That is where I've seen

this. She gets her eggs off me. Yeah, well, he buys off individuals as well.

You've landed me right in it this time, Norman.

I don't get you.

The Jamesons were burgled two nights ago, and this was taken.

I don't know anything about it, honest.

You don't get it, do you?

Rowan is onto you. I want this lot shifted.

I want it shifted now. Get it in my lorry and get it out of here.

Jib's meeting me here at two.

Oh, no, he isn't.

What am I going to do, Uncle Claude? I suggest you emigrate.

Oh, well, I'm the type of guy who never settles down.

Where pretty girls are, well, you know that I'm around.

I kiss them and I love them, because to me they're all the same.

I hug them and I squeeze them, they don't even know my name. They call me

Wanderer, yeah, the Wanderer.

I roam around, around, around, around, around.

Oh, I'm a Wanderer, the Wanderer.

I roam around, around, around, around, around.

What's going on, Claude?

What are you on about?

Where's Norman?

He's gone.

Hey, he took my lorry and all. He just cleared out.

Where?

I don't know.

So where did you get the bourbon you sold George?

Norman, Norman gave me it.

Well, it was imported illegally.

You're in trouble, Claude.

Well, he told me lies about it then.

Look, there's been three burglars in the area.

They were all checked out beforehand.

They all had a visit from an American tourist, and they all had a visit from

you.

It's got nothing to do with me. I was just throwing the eggs.

Well, then tell me where Norman and his American friend are, then.

Come on, Norman, get up.

Hang on.

It's just down the end of that lane, Sarge. Right.

We'll do a pincer movement.

You two get round the back of them.

Bellamy, on the left. Owen, on the right.

We'll give you two minutes and we'll come in.

You got me so aghast in that night.

Let's get them down the station.

I'd like to speak to my commanding officer about this.

All in good time.

Now, you don't deny committing these offences.

Why should I?

As a guest in your country, I want to cooperate with you guys any way I can.

Now, the first break -in was at the Shepherd's Cottage.

You took jewellery and a war clock.

Very fine piece, sir. And you attacked one of my officers.

Sorry about that.

And next night you broke into the Jamesons?

Yeah. I was after some cutlery.

I knew they had some good stuff.

Tell us about your accomplices.

I was working alone.

What about Norman?

I was in a different business with Norman.

Records, leather jacket.

And what about Mr.

Greengrass?

Oh, no, my good friend Claude Jeremiah is entirely innocent.

Greengrass is many things, but not even his mother would describe him as

innocent.

So what about Ashfordly Hall?

I haven't been there.

You broke in last night.

Not me.

I mean, I might have got around to it, but so far, just the two jobs.

Immunity? Because he's with the U .S. Air Force, he's got to be joking.

If what that yank says is true, Rowan, it means your friend, Rowane, is firmly

in the frame for the Asfordly Hall job.

I still can't see it, Sarge. Why not?

He's desperate for money.

He's heard about the recent burglaries. He's done a copycat job.

But we now know the clock that he pawned didn't come from one of the burglaries.

What difference does that make?

Well, he's hardly going to pawn his own clock if he's planning a burglary later

that same evening.

I'll be eccentric, I agree.

Yeah, but what if someone else put that stuff in the barn? Someone who wanted to

set him up?

I've got the camp CO on the phone for you, Sarge.

Right, I'll take him in my office.

Have another word with the Ruane, Rowan.

See if you can shed a bit more light on it.

Here you go.

Thanks.

I hear you've caught some yank.

Yeah, he admitted the first two were, but we're not the one actually who.

So I'm still being blamed for it, am I?

Bill, can you think of anyone who might have it in for you in any way?

No.

I get on with everybody, me.

How about Walter Gillis?

You know what Walter's like. He just rubs people up the wrong way.

No.

He's offered to buy the stables off me the other day.

He wants to move?

He's got to, hasn't he?

The hospital has given him notice.

Well, I'm sure you do have your own ways of dealing with things like this, but

this is England, and we have a legal process.

Yes, well, you do that. In the meantime, he stays here under lock and key.

Well, I wanted to hand him back so they can deal with it over my dead body.

Walter Gillies, Sarge?

Yes. What about him?

Well, he's been given notice to leave the Asperley estate.

Trying to buy a Bill Ruane's place, but got turned down.

So what if Gillis decided to use these robberies to get Bill out of the

Gillis?

He was injured trying to stop the burglar.

If it was only a bang on the head, the arts could have been self -inflicted.

And it was him that gave us the information about the Bedford van.

You're saying that Gillis set Ruane up?

Can you prove it?

Mr Gillis!

Yeah, I was just trying to get these incubators working.

So, you had any luck?

No, afraid not.

Bill Ruane was arrested on suspicion, but he's got an alibi.

Oh, I see.

Then we arrested an American who admitted the first two burglaries, but

one here at Ashfordly Hall.

Ashfordly would, wouldn't it?

Oh, we believe him, Mr Gillis.

Yeah, it doesn't quite fit into his pattern.

So where's that leave you?

Well, it's down to the heavy mob now.

Heavy mob?

CID.

They're coming over from Whitby tomorrow.

Chief Constable's a close friend of Lord Ashfordly's.

You recovered any of his lordship's property yet?

Oh, we're still looking for it.

We think that once we find the loot, we'll find the thief.

Good evening, Mr Gillies.

We'll take that.

You've put me up.

Yeah, just like you set Bill up.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Save it for later, Gillies.

What have I ever done to you, eh?

Why me?

You're all right, Bill.

Right, Bellamy, Rowan.

Put him in the car.

Hey, Vince.

Hey, Nick.

Have a pint, please, Gina. Bill.

No, I'm not.

Well, that's good it's locked up, saving the town.

Yep, Blaketon's already crowing to Lord Ashfordly.

On your own tonight, Nick?

Yeah.

Never mind.

You can't win them all, eh?

Yeah, it's a pity, that. I thought you'd cracked it, though, mate.

Still, plenty more fishing to see, eh?

Why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does the love chip in my memory?