25 April

I went for my first walk outside today—went across the meadow (carefully avoided barn) and up to one of the smaller hills quite close, where I received an *enormous* bouquet of flowers from my darling Ernest! he is most *desperately* afraid of losing me! I am afraid our first breakup was quite a blow to him. I feel it is always best to let a man see what he could lose so that he will make sure not to take one for granted. Miss Prism calls it "the fear of God" and says it can be helpful in all *sorts* of situations.