So. You're back.... Not long from the fold and, I suspect, already wondering if the return was worth it? Not that it will be 'open arms' in all quarters. I can think of a few who'd have given their eye-teeth if you'd got on that train ... and slammed the door!

You were seen there, boy. Seen. Hanging about the back of that school not an hour before the whole place went up in flames ... Admit it, boy! You started it, didn't you?

The fact remains, nurse. You simply haven't got the qualifications to shoulder the responsibilities. And this young locum has the qualifications, of course?

You? But you're only a midwife, aren't you?' If I was just that I wouldn't be here. He hates doctors - can't abide them ... but I've a feeling he won't mind you!

I've never experienced anything like.... Well! I don't know! I shall see you tomorrow. Well.... I may see you tomorrow. There is a limit to my duties, you know!

Use your common sense, nurse. He's no fool. You'll never get him to come back here.' 'Don't you worry. I'll get him. Even if it means I have to drag him back from London by his lovely head of hair!

Just a minute! One thing at a time.... How have you persuaded him to come back here?

I know what's grieving you. You thought this house would be the answer. Ready for us to move into. Make it easier for me to say "yes".

I'm sorry.... we might have all been killed if that roof had fallen in. If it hadn't been Ted Beynon. ... he reminded me of someone I once knew.

Megan. Look! Don't do anything daft.... until we get there. No out on your own! Promise now?

And no sooner the telegram come than Sergeant Gomer comes pounding on the door.... matter's been reported to the Carmarthen Constabulary and what have we got to say for ourselves?

Same offer. Same job. He's willing to keep it for the end of the month.... until I come to some sort of decision.