CHAPTER XLIII.
IN THE FIELD.
Poor little Daisy, very faint and tired, and with a feeling of almost despair in her little heart, presently crept through a gap in one of the hedges, and sat down on the grass in a large field.

She was so foot-sore she could not walk another step; she was also terribly weak from long fasting, and as she now had no hope at all of bringing Primrose back her money, she felt disinclined to walk another step.
"I suppose I'll soon die," she said to herself.

"I wonder if God will take me to heaven?
I know I was very selfish about the dungeon.

I might have gone to the dungeon, and dear Primrose would have had her money, and she and Jasmine would not have starved; but Mr.Dove did so terrify me I really had not courage.

Please, dear Jesus, I had not courage.