You won't dislike a little rest, eh?
And now, tell me, wasn't it worth our while to come on here and rest in such a nice fresh, quiet spot." She nimbly sprang off her machine and, bidding him follow her, turned into a path, along which she went some fifty paces.

They placed their bicycles against some trees, and then found themselves in a little clearing, the most exquisite, leafy nest that one could dream of.

The forest here assumed an aspect of secluded sovereign beauty.

The springtide had endowed it with youth, the foliage was light and virginal, like delicate green lace flecked with gold by the sun-rays.

And from the herbage and the surrounding thickets arose a breath of life, laden with all the powerful aroma of the earth.
"It's not too warm as yet, fortunately," exclaimed Marie, as she seated herself at the foot of a young oak-tree, against which she leant.