Indeed it is spring.

I should like to see the country to-day.

If you are not busy, Michael, would you take me out into the country?
We might go to Richmond Park perhaps, for that is in the opposite direction from Ashbridge, and look at the deer and the budding trees.

Oh, Michael, might we take lunch with us, and eat it out of doors?
I want to enjoy as much as I can of this spring day." She clung closer to Michael.
"Everything seems so fragile, dear," she whispered.

"Everything may break.