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Heartbeat, why do you miss when my baby kisses me?

Heartbeat, why does a love kiss stay in my memory?

Again? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Gina said you'd need telling what's what. She didn't say you'd break more

than you'd wash.

Oh, I'm sorry, it just slipped out of my hand.

Maybe I can glue it back together again.

Oh, just sweep it up. Put it in the bin with the other one.

Gina said you were a smashing lad.

I see what she means now.

Thank goodness it's not Madam's best boat.

When do you expect your son back?

Well, he's flying out of Nairobi this evening. He should be home tomorrow.

Back to Dilly Street?

It'll be a bit of a shock to him.

Oh, Charles is a very capable young man. He'll deal with it. Indeed.

He can deal with ma -ma uprisings in Kenyan cuisine.

Very old Englishman has too many problems, eh?

Right. Well, it's been a lovely evening, Colonel, but we must be toddling along,

too. Knowles, let's have another brandy. I've asked for some more coffee.

Ah, Mrs Willey, good show.

Everything all right in the galley? I thought I heard a bit of a commotion.

Oh, sorry about that, sir.

I've got a temporary chap from the village in. He's all fingers and thumbs.

A willing sort, though.

More coffee, James?

Thank you.

Right, now, get away from the sink!

You! Get in the chair!

In the chair!

A Kenyan army begged Charles to stay, but the bladders in Whitehall wouldn't

extend his commission.

Shut up!

Shut up! You get both barrels.

Tie them. Gag them.

Let's have that.

Get it off!

Do as he says, Joe.

Where's the rest of your jewellery?

Yeah.

Pull

out

this way!

Never mind.

Got you out of doing the washing up.

He should have called last order five minutes ago.

Right. Control to Delta Alpha 2 -1. Armed robbery at Redwood House.

Suspects escaped in a saloon car.

Registration number starting with Juliet Kilo Hotel.

Over. All right, Al, got that.

Can you let Walker know we're talking to me or something? Over and out.

Delta Alpha 2 -4 to control.

Delta Alpha 2 -1, just heard from Rob Sarge.

Suspect vehicle is a Triumph 1300, heading at speed for the Whitby Road.

Understood. Tell Rob we're on our way. Over and out.

Down, Bellamy.

The cab.

Yes, Sarge. No sign of the driver or occupants, though.

Damn.

You're looking at what I can best describe as a write -off.

We've told the insurance people you'll be holding it for us, but don't scrap it

until we say so, yeah?

I'm not sure I want a crashed car littering up my forecourt. Doesn't look

for funeral customers.

Maybe we could find a space inside.

There'll be parts worth salvaging.

You can make a few, Bob.

This gang with shotguns won't come looking for it, will they?

The car was stolen. They'll be as far away from here by now as they can be.

Terrifying. Quite terrifying.

We had guns pointed in our faces.

I don't follow. James would have a seizure.

James? James Appley, our philipeter.

He and his wife were still here.

We'll talk to them later.

Did you recognise anything about the intruders? Anything familiar about their

voices?

Have you checked what's missing?

Some money. A few small objects. But they were mainly after my jewellery.

everything. And they were in and out very quickly?

Professionals, I'd say.

But the jewellery is rather valuable.

To bear diamonds.

My grandmother.

Aye, that's what I mean. They knew exactly what they were after.

Has anyone suspicious called at the house lately?

And who else would know that you had such a valuable jewellery collection?

We don't make a vulgar display of it.

My wife wears pieces on special occasions.

I certainly don't wear it when I go out shopping, Sergeant.

I didn't imagine you did.

What are the chances you'll get it back?

Hard to say.

Your staff did well raising the alarm so quickly.

No, she's a good stick, Mrs Woolley.

She's been with us for years.

So you've no idea who they were?

When I spoke, I had a Yorkshire accent. That's all I can tell you.

I wouldn't get a really good look at them because they had, um... What's it?

The thingy... Stockings are over their heads.

Masking their faces.

That's right.

I wouldn't want to put my head in someone's stockings. I mean, not if

wearing them.

Might pong a bit.

You know, feet and... But... Yeah, right.

Thank you, David.

Anyway, you both did well raising the alarm.

Oh, David saved the day.

What for him? Lord knows when we'd have got free.

Well, word's got out, and the press are outside, and they'd like to talk to both

of you.

Mirror, mirror on the wall Mirror, mirror on the wall

Who is the fairest of them all? And if the mirror, I can see

your pretty face

Yes, the car they used was nicked locally in Ashfordly, sir.

There's no sign of them anywhere. No sightings at all. They were clean away

before I arrived. We combed the woods, but they must have had another vehicle

waiting somewhere.

May have had local knowledge, then.

Well, sounds a bit of a heavy -handed robbery for those ne 'er -do -wells

here. The only team in the region that regularly uses shotguns, to my

is the Davies gang.

North Allerton.

There has to be a possibility, sir.

I'll have the local lads check them out, see if they can account for their

movement last night.

David Stockwell's becoming quite a celebrity.

Oh?

Yeah. Local man's bravery as armed robbers flee.

Third paper he's been in this week.

Ah.

Pity he didn't catch them for us as well.

Did, uh, Shiner get anywhere with the Davis gang?

Oh, not surprisingly, they all have alibis.

No sign of the stolen jewels turning up either. They may have been sold on as

separate stones by now.

So, uh...

Mrs Maltravers won't be seeing any more of her precious heirlooms again.

Unlikely, though I gather that insurance company aren't contesting the claim.

The bloke's insurance have written it off and we've finished with it, so it's

all yours.

Oh, brilliant!

Oh, cheers, Rob.

It makes them unhappy anyway.

I guess they're out of driving the taxi in the afternoon.

Isn't that David's job anyway?

Would you mean local hero David Stockwell, who didn't flinch as armed

threatened him at gunpoint?

He's too busy talking to the press these days to drive taxis.

See you later.

Bye.

Well, you don't expect it, do you?

You're just standing at the sink, washing the plates, all of a sudden

bursts in and points a gun at you.

Exactly. That's the human angle my magazine's interested in.

What must it be like for an ordinary lad doing the washing up to have to tackle

three ruthless gunmen?

Well, I didn't tackle them as such. Most of us would have been too terrified to

move, but you forced them to flee in panic and crash their car. No, really,

No wonder the whole village is proud of you.

We'd like a few photographs, if that's OK.

Oh, yeah, all right, yeah.

I've gone and changed my jacket, if that's OK.

I'll just be...

Gina, all this publicity could go to David's head.

Oh, there's no arm in there. He was very brave.

Oh, Ben, you're a bit early.

I've got your table ready, yes?

Something's come up. I had to get to Harrogate.

In fact, Gina, could you do me a favour? Would you apologise to Liz when she

gets here? She's out on her rounds.

Can I tell her what it's about?

I'll explain when I see her. Thanks.

OK.

Counselling lunch with a lovely doctor.

Must be something important.

Not another photo session.

It's all right. She said it won't be long.

Oi, David, sit down.

I'm just going to go and have my photo taken.

Come on, you're not a blooming film star.

Grab hold of this.

Jack ain't no good.

I want you to look me back.

Hang on.

Must have been left in the car since the robbery.

I'm sure I searched it thoroughly, though.

Now, Merton's not going to like this at all.

Well, you can tell him he'd have to take the seat out to spot them. The impact

of the crash must have trapped them under it.

Hmm.

Can't believe they were there, right under our noses for over a week.

Oh, well, at least you found them. Thanks a lot, you pair.

Oh, can I go now?

It's just that, well, there's a magazine outside waiting to take my photograph.

Well, don't say anything about finding the jewels. They've not been formally

identified yet.

Tell David Bailey there to make it sharpish. We've a business to run.

You've

been in

there with that policeman for a long time.

Is everything all right?

Yeah. Well, me and Rosie haven't just found the jewels, if that's what you're

thinking.

Not exactly the type of lunch Ben promised you, I'm afraid.

A sandwich is fine, thanks, Gina. He said he'll explain later.

Yeah, I should hope so, too.

I'm not that put out. Something obviously came off.

Just don't let him take you for granted, Liz.

Jenny, I would have done the same thing.

It's a working day.

The estate is his priority.

Sorry to interrupt.

You haven't seen Ben at all, have you?

Isn't Ian Harrogate on business?

Well, I got back this morning to be told by one of the staff that he'd taken the

day off.

I just need to have a chat with him. I thought you might know where he got to.

A harrogate with all the gene effect.

Yes. Yes, that's them.

You must be relieved to have them back.

Indeed we are.

But I must say, Sergeant, when I arrived in England, I was appalled to find out

what my parents had just been through.

Yes, that must have been an alarming ordeal.

Luckily, we responded to the colonel after the thieves within minutes.

But then you lost them.

I didn't find my mother's jewellery for days when it was virtually not allowed.

Charles, really.

Yes, that's enough, Charles.

At least we have them back now.

Actually, sir, do I understand that your insurance company have already accepted

your claim for their loss?

Yes. Rather than muck about for months, I asked for a settlement.

We agreed a reduced figure.

Why on earth did that?

I've one or two expenses at the moment. You know how it is.

We didn't expect to fee them again. It seems a sensible thing to do.

I got the cheque yesterday.

Then just send it back.

I've already banked it.

Which may mean that technically these jewels now belong to the insurance

company. That's the blood of their mothers.

Been in the family for years.

Why don't you discuss the new situation with your insurance people?

Meanwhile, I'll hold these at the station until the matter is resolved.

He set off ages ago.

Are you sure he's not turned up? Of course I'm sure. What do you take me

This is very urgent and I'm very annoyed... He had to drop off first.

He must have got held up in traffic.

As lazy as he got to.

Who?

Our fearless local hero.

He's very late for a pick -up.

You want me to go?

No, customer's cancelled.

Oh, in that case, could you pass me the 138?

You were supposed to pick up in Ardwick Village.

Yeah, well, I had to fill up first.

Well, you've lost us a job. You're an hour late.

Sorry. It's just that my last customer, he kept me chatting a bit.

About your heroics with guns, I suppose.

Yeah.

He's a DJ in a local pop station and he wants me to be on his programme tomorrow

morning. I don't believe this.

No, it's true.

He's going to send a taxi for me.

Well, if he uses ours, it'll never turn up.

It won't be ours, because, well, I'd drive that, so I'd have to drive myself,

wouldn't I?

Do you understand what I mean? I mean, I couldn't be the taxi driver and the

person in the back, could I?

David, leave my sight now, before I shove Rosie's one and three -eighths.

the sun never shines.

I still think there's something odd.

Jewels worth thousands of pounds are stolen, and the thieves just abandon

in the getaway car.

With the impact of the crash?

The jewels got jammed under the seat, they panicked and left.

That car was left unguarded for over a week.

They made no attempt to get them back.

They probably just assumed we'd found them in the wreck.

They had all the hallmarks of a professional job, and the entire night's

was wasted when they left these behind.

So what happens now, Sergeant?

Colonel Maltravers has talked to his insurance company and they're sending a

valuer over to sort out the situation.

So we can officially say that the stolen property's been found?

No, not yet.

Walker, I want you to keep an eye on Barney's garage.

Until the thieves know that we've found these, they might yet come looking.

Hello, dear.

I'll be with you in a minute.

It's a bit of a plan, considering he owes you a pretty large apology.

He's talking with someone.

I haven't seen him before. Who is he?

I've no idea.

What are you drinking?

It's the no end to this man's talent.

First he fights off the robbers single -handed and now he finds the missing

jewels. Really?

Well done, David.

Get this man a pint, please, Gina.

Oh, it was Rosie that spotted them, but I was giving her a hand with the feet

and that's how we uncovered them.

Well, you take a lovely photo, David.

You must be very proud of him, Bernie.

Proud? I'm fed up with the old blasted thing, me.

Oh, don't be so miserable.

Oh, about time, Oscar. You know I don't like missing the start of the picture.

I'm not sure about this one, Alf.

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.

It'll do you good a nice out of the picture.

Well, it's supposed to be a western, but John Wayne's not in it. How can you

have a western without John Wayne?

He can't be in them all.

It says here, starring Robert Redford. Never heard of him. Who is he? He's dead

dishy.

I want to see proper cowboys, Gina.

Not dishy ones. Come on, Oscar.

It's your turn to buy the ice cream.

Oh, there's a film on called The Odd Couple next week.

Wonder what they'll make of that one, eh?

Now, let me get that, Liz.

And another pint for me, please.

Jenny, Liz, meet an old friend of mine, Charles Maltravers.

Hello there. Lovely to meet you.

I've been hearing a lot about you, Liz.

And you still wanted to meet me?

Certainly did.

Sadly, Charles had to dash off. He's got a prior engagement.

I'm afraid so.

Hope to see you both around.

Oh, Ben, don't forget to say hello to your baby sister, will you? Of course

See you later. Bye.

So, where were you at lunchtime?

standing loose up like that.

Jenny?

Yes, sorry about that. I'll talk to you about it later, OK?

You went to Harrogate to discuss a job, then?

Came right out of the blue. It's a real challenge.

I thought you were happy with Lord Ashfordly and the estate.

Oh, I am.

But as Charles says, this is something special.

This has something to do with Charles Maltravers, then?

Very much so.

He knows these people who are looking for an estate manager.

He thought I'd flip the bill.

I expressed an interest, he put in a word and, well, things moved pretty

quickly.

And?

They offered me the job this afternoon.

Well, I suppose congratulations are in order.

It's all very sudden, though.

Are you going to move to Harrogate?

Er, no.

No, the offer is to manage their estate in Kenya.

Kenya?

There's something happening here.

What it is ain't exactly clear.

There's a man with a gun over there.

Telling me I've got to beware.

I think it's time we stopped.

Children were just down. Everybody looked at me going down.

Well, the girl was a looker. I'll give you that.

Stay out.

Does that take you back?

What about that bit where they're going to jump into the real grande?

And the kid wouldn't jump because he couldn't swim.

That bit was funny.

Oh, I don't know.

Making heroes out of criminals, I'm not sure about that.

Oh.

Somebody in there.

There's no one on lates as far as I know.

We must take a look.

I've got the keys.

Into your life, it will creep.

It starts when you're always afraid.

Step out of line, the man come and take you away.

You better stop. Who's that?

Everybody look.

Who better stop now?

What's that sound?

Everybody look.

There he goes.

He's away.

Well, if they came looking for these, luckily they didn't succeed.

Made quite a bit of mess, though, eh?

Looks like an amateur job, if you ask me, Sarge. Maybe.

I'll get scenes of crime over, see what they make of it.

But I wonder who ever did this court -hand path.

The estate owner had only flew in from Kenya the other day, so he just accepted

the job without even consulting you.

We're not married or anything.

It's a wonderful opportunity for him.

And that's it, is it?

An opportunity comes along, he grabs it, and it's goodbye, Liz Merrick.

Actually, he's asked me to go along with him.

What?

Up sticks in most of Africa.

There's plenty of work for doctors there. It could be really interesting.

What about the practice?

Your patients here, don't they matter?

Of course they do. This is a really tough decision.

You're actually considering it, then?

You're going to throw away everything you've worked for to follow a man you're

not even married to?

Okay, you can carry on now.

It was a one -man job.

What makes you say that?

Well, I got a glimpse of him. He was a bit nippy.

Yeah.

Seen if crime blokes have found no prints, Dad.

But it does seem like there's something a bit puzzling.

What is it?

Well, it looks like they cut through the glass and removed it very carefully to

gain insight.

He'd been a real pro.

Knew exactly what he was doing.

But then why smash the window and leave a lot of mess on the way out?

To disguise it as an amateur job, perhaps.

It's got to be someone who knew that the jewels were being kept here.

And I'm beginning to think I'd be glad to see the back of them.

Are you sure you didn't tell anyone the jewels were kept at the police station?

I didn't know that's where they were.

I just assumed you'd given them back to the owners.

I've mentioned that to nobody. I'm sick of the old business.

What? I haven't said anything.

I know how to keep my mouth shut.

Oh, that'll be my taxi for my radio interview.

Hooray, hooray, hooray. The river is on the way. There a bad time just around

the corner.

There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky.

And it's no good whining about a silver lining, for we know from experience that

they won't roll by.

With the skull and the frown, we'll keep our peckers down and prepare for

depression and doom and dread.

And while the press and the politicians nag, nag, nag, we'll wait until we drop

down dead.

We haven't mentioned it to a show.

Not even to Mrs Woolley, our housekeeper.

We thought it was best to leave it to see what the insurance said.

What about your son, Charles?

Might he have told somebody that the jewels were at the police station?

I don't think so. It's private family business.

Ah, Mrs Woolley.

Will you stay for a cup of tea, Constable?

No, thank you.

I'd better get on.

Mrs Woolley will show you out.

Thank you.

You're turning out to be quite a celebrity with all this, Eunice.

Laugh and don't.

But I hope you'll keep an eye on the place now.

Why now?

Did they not say?

I told them I spotted someone loitering out here overnight.

Have you?

No.

Right.

We'd better keep an eye on the place for you then, Eunice.

Bye.

This is the way to the Aidensfield Arms.

We're not going to the Aidensfield Arms.

I hope you're not trying to wriggle out of taking me to lunch again.

No, I'm trying to make up for that.

I'm taking you somewhere special.

wonderful surprise.

I hope you don't mind. I asked Charles to join us and fill it in on the

of Kina.

Look, Ben, moving there would be a very big decision.

I'd like to make up my own mind in my own time.

Hello,

Charles. Good to see you, Ben. Charles.

Follow me.

David's radio thingy. He's on now.

talking to Aidensfield's hero of the hour, David Stockwell.

Oh, come on, David.

When we talked to you earlier, you said your employer, Bernie the Boss, was a

bit miffed at all the attention you've been getting.

Well, yeah, he was a bit.

Oh, he sounds like a right misery.

If you're out there, Bernie the Boss, we've a special BYPROG message for you.

Because we think David here's the top.

And here's more, chat -toppers. It's the kink with lazying on a sunny afternoon.

Thanks.

If I had my way, I'd still be out there.

Sunbathing on the beaches round Mombasa.

Or on safari in the Maasai Mara.

You certainly make it sound like a wonderful country.

It is.

Believe me.

Anyway, thanks for lunch, Ben.

I've got to dash.

I gather we'll invite her to Lord Ashfordly's this evening.

See you there?

Sure. Bye, Charles. Bye -bye. Bye.

So, have you spoken to Lord Ashfordly yet about leaving?

No, not yet.

But your mind's made up.

I don't think this is an opportunity I can let pass by, Liz. I can see that.

And, uh, have you thought?

No. And, um, please don't rush me.

I need to get back to surgery.

Yes, of course.

Eunice will be imagining things after the robbery.

She'll be seeing criminals round every corner now.

She seemed pretty certain she saw someone watching the house.

Oh, well, pass it on to Rob Walker. It's on his patch.

I need to tell Fudge first. He needs to be informed.

Oh, well, he's in the interview room. They brought Shane Davis in for

questioning about the jewel theft and the break -in here.

You're wasting your time and mine with this.

Your record shows this wouldn't be the first time you were involved in armed

robbery with pot guns and using stocking masks.

Give over.

You're claiming I carefully plan a jewel robbery in every detail and then forget

to take the jewels with me when I abandon the car.

You pilot and flag the scene.

And then I don't bother going back to them when they're an easy target?

No.

I'll wait until you've got them securely under lock and key at the police

station. And then I'll try and nick them back from there.

I might have a record, but not for being a complete pillock.

This is a fishing expedition, Shiner, and you're going to catch sweet F .A.

As I told you before, with those masks on, I couldn't identify any of them. But

when they burst into the room, Mr Appley, you said they seemed to know

were looking for.

Yes, they saw Jones' necklace and immediately demanded it.

Would you say they were familiar with the house?

One of them was, the one who gave the orders.

You think he knew the Maltravers?

He knew they were the owners.

These people do their homework, though, don't they?

How well do you know Colonel and Mrs Maltravers?

Very well. Been their solicitor for years.

They seem concerned at all lately? Any financial problems, anything like that?

Not that I'm aware of.

Last time we met, professionally, a few weeks ago, the Colonel deposited some

papers with me. He seemed absolutely fine.

Treated me to lunch, actually.

Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, before we go through to

just like to say a few words about our guest of honour tonight, Charlie

Mouthrabbit.

Now, he won't thank me for saying this, but during brave service for our country

abroad, Charles was mentioned in dispatches no less.

than five times.

Now he's decided to sign up for Civvy Street and I know that we all welcome

back to the bosom of Yorkshire.

The army's loss will be our gain.

What do you

think

of this room?

Beautiful.

My favourite room in the house.

I know.

That's why I wanted to speak to you again.

Whatever happens regarding Kenya, I realize now I can't imagine life without

you.

Will you marry me, Liz?

Will you be my wife?

I shouldn't have sprung it on you like that.

It was a bit unexpected, that's all.

I'm really flattered, but I need some time to think about it.

Especially if an acceptance means moving to Kenya.

That really wasn't why I proposed.

I just want to be with you, Liz, wherever we live.

You know I love you, Ben.

Just be a little patient.

Delta Alpha 2 -4, making a final check before going off duty.

Understood, Rob. Good night.

Over and out.

I can't believe you've got into such a financial mess.

You try maintaining a property this size on my pension.

We have a social position, Charles.

Things are expected of us.

We have to entertain.

Appearances matter.

Leave it to me.

I thought I told you to stay away. That's about it.

You keep hold of it.

It's all right, officer.

The chap's a bit drunk.

Steps in front of the car, that's all.

It's all fucking all right, officer.

Shane Davis, isn't it?

I think we'd better slow the cab down the station, don't you?

I think me and the cell's all right without charging, mate. It's not on.

You've been arrested because of an actual bodily harm.

You wish.

How did you happen to be in the road when the Maltravers' car came along last

night? I was out for a walk.

All the way from North Allerton?

I drove, parked nearby, fancied some fresh air.

Anyway, apart from your copper here, who else is making allegations against me?

We can't hold him unless the Maltravers make a formal complaint.

Well, they say that...

He wandered in front of the car.

He was drunk, but they've no way to take the matter further.

PC Walker says he saw punches fly. He got the impression they knew Davies.

They're denying that.

They say they've never seen him before.

Then we have to let him go.

So he actually got down on one knee, did he? The full bit?

Took me completely by surprise.

In the library, by moonlight.

It was very romantic.

Sounds more like a bribe to me.

Come to Africa and I'll marry you.

It wasn't like that at all.

He wants to get married whether we go or not.

So what's your answer going to be?

I think Ben should be the first to know the answer to that question, don't you?

What's this?

It belongs to the loss assessor for Caesar Insurance.

He's arrived to see the jewellery. PC Walker's showing him into your office

sir. Oh, right.

Bad news, I'm afraid, Sergeant.

These jewels are all fake.

They're fake?

Paste. Every last piece. I assessed the originals at quotation, and these most

definitely aren't them.

But Mrs. Maltravers swore that these were her jewels.

She identified them.

Well, it's possible she made an honest mistake, I suppose.

So where have these copies come from? From the Maltravers themselves, I

Many people copy family jewels and then deposit the originals for safekeeping.

And then wear the fake ones.

Indeed. You'd be surprised how many wealthy ladies attend functions wearing

glittering paste jewellery.

So the gang who broke in made off with a load of worthless fakes.

It would appear so.

But the Maltravers claimed for the loss of the actual jewels.

Indeed. So presumably you'll be contesting that claim.

Of course we will. But we've already paid out.

And the gems remain missing.

Officially stolen.

In that sense, these copies...

are irrelevant to us.

Matters only change if we can prove a bogus insurance claim.

Or you find the real jewellery.

In the meantime, my company will have to grin and bear it.

Good day, Sergeant.

Now, I wonder if Shane Davis knew that these were fake.

I would explain why they were left in the car.

I think it's time we had another word with him.

Where's the ice shiner?

He and Phil have gone to re -interview David Stokewell.

David? Why?

Shiner's got it into his head that he knows more than he'd let in on.

Of all the people the gang ties up, you're the one who manages to escape

easily.

It wasn't easy.

This makes you a hero.

And throw suspicion away from you.

Suspicion? Who is it who eventually finds the missing jewels, hoping no

claim some sort of reward?

You. No.

No!

Hang on, that's not right.

I found the jewels, actually.

Sir, urgent message from Sergeant Merson.

Hey.

I've still got my eye on you, lad.

I've never got involved in this, and I'm never going to talk to the newspapers

ever again.

Good idea.

I time you stop being such a prima donna.

Sir, don't you think you were a little hardened, David?

There's no harm in him.

Well, perhaps not.

Let's see where Sergeant Merton gets with his line of inquiry.

The Colonel's private possessions. They couldn't possibly allow it.

Colonel Maltravers has made a claim for stolen property.

I have reason to believe that property is sitting in your safe.

This property was stolen. I was there.

They took Joan's jewellery.

This is what you saw stolen, sir.

I don't understand.

It's a page copy.

On my last visit, you told me the Colonel had deposited some papers with

recently.

Are you sure it was paperwork he left in the safe?

That's what he said.

It might clarify things if I had a look.

No, sorry.

It's a fundamental breach of client confidentiality.

As a guest at dinner that night, you might be involved in this yourself.

I could get a warrant.

I very well.

It's highly irregular.

It ain't necessarily so It

ain't necessarily so

The things that you're liable To

read in the Bible

It ain't necessarily so.

It ain't the stuff, ain't the stuff, ain't the

stuff, ain't the stuff.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

My parents were just about to call you.

Oh, were they?

Seems there's been some sort of misunderstanding.

How do you mean, sir?

In the shock of the arms robbery, my mother completely forgot the necklace

was wearing and the stuff in her bedroom wasn't her actual jewellery.

Really?

They're copies they had made.

The actual gems are in a safe at our solicitors.

Naturally realising the mistake, they've now contacted the insurance people,

making arrangements to pay the cheque back.

So, that's that.

No, it isn't, I'm afraid.

We've had another chat with Shane Davis.

May we come in?

Shane Davis is a wise enough old lag to realise that we can make life pretty

unpleasant for the likes of him.

which we made clear we intended to do until all this was cleared up.

He didn't relish the thought of well -to -do people such as yourselves getting

off scot -free while he took all the flak. So he came clean.

He alleges that the colonel hired him to stage the robbery with a view to

getting a share of the insurance claim.

This is preposterous.

He knew the jewels were phony, which is why he wasn't too bothered about leaving

them in the car.

Well, the raid had nothing to do with the jewels.

It was all about insurance money.

But he bungled things by leaving the fake gems behind.

You then realised your deception was likely to be found out.

In the break -in of the police station, and all the hallmarks of a military

operation disguised to look like an amateur job, a reliable witness saw a

man playing the fiend.

I believe that man was you.

If... If it was him, he did it to save the honour of the family.

My son is a decent man.

A brave and good man.

Ordinary people get into debt and no one bats an eyelid.

But the village relies on us to provide work.

Housekeepers, gardeners, cleaners.

If we fall short of money, we still have to pay them.

We have to keep up appearances or we face social exclusion.

Disgrace.

I'd like all three of you to accompany me to the station.

Ah, come on, David, cheer up.

David! It's down to you and Eunice Woolley that this case was solved. Oh,

the wretched robbery again.

It's only because you alerted everyone so quickly that Rob Walker went after

them, the car crashed, and they left the paste jewels behind.

Right, that's right. Well done, then. Well done.

I think Mr Scripps is right. There's been too much fuss, mate.

I'm really sorry. I promise I'll never be a prima... Prima...

Prima Donut ever again.

Donut?

Poor old David.

He's a grand lad at heart.

A lousy washer -upper by the sounds of things.

Yes, I really miss him.

And all the others.

It's when I'm Mrs. Norton where I can tune you, that is.

Does that mean... The answer's yes, Ben.

I'd love to marry you.

I mean, I know she jilted you for a start.

Don't let your tea get cold.

In theory, any gold or silver that's found should be reported to the coroner

possible treasure trove.

What night, you said?

I know what I said.

But you made such an impression on him, he hasn't spoken about his fiancée

since. I don't care.