Whenever she had walked abroad she had gone with a companion.
Now her only companion was the Pink, and the poor little heart felt very lonely, and the little feet trembled as they walked along the pavement.
She had been so terrified about Poppy finding out what she really wanted to do with the fifteen shillings that she had been afraid to ask her any questions about Rosebury.

She had not an idea from what railway station she was to go, and she feared, as she walked through the streets, that she might have to walk many miles.
At first she walked very rapidly, for she was anxious to get out of Mr.Dove's neighborhood, and she also thought it just possible that she might meet Primrose or Jasmine returning home.

Besides the fifteen shillings which were to pay for her ticket she had threepence of her own in her pocket.

When she had walked about half an hour, and thought that she had gone a long way, and felt quite sure that she could not be very far from the railway station which led to Rosebury, the Pink awoke, and twisting and turning in her narrow basket began to mew loudly.
"Oh, poor Kitty Pink," said Daisy, "she must be wanting her supper, poor dear little kitty! I'm not at all hungry myself, but I think I ought to buy a penno'th of milk for my kitty.

I'll just go into that shop over there--I see that they sell bread and milk.