Much lay in the long grass, enjoying the sunshine and ignoring the jeers from some of the gang, as he made a daisy chain. When it was finished, he beckoned a little girl towards him and put the chain around her neck.

“There, my lady, you are beautiful,” Much said, giving her a bow.

The little girl giggled and ran off to show her friends.

Marion sat down beside Much. “That was a lovely thing to do,” she said.

“She was being left out because she was small and of no importance,” he replied. “I knew exactly how she felt.”