He had, and he has a feeling that even if he hadn't, a sandwich might have been sacrificed to the pony. Tommy smiles and laughs to watch her offer the apple and have it snatched away so abruptly.

"The rest will be jealous if you stand there," he warns. "I haven't got enough for all of them."

In fact, a couple of the mares have come to nose over the fence at her, definitely investigating if she has anything else. Tommy smiles, laughs, as he gets to his feet and shoos them back a bit, chastising the horses in affectionate Romany.

He offers Mary his hand to bring her back to their picnic.