Let us go later, when it is quite dark.

It will be EVER so much nicer, for no one will be able to see us.

And let us meet at the end of the paddocks where the bush grows thickly, it will be more private.

I am writing to Aldith to tell her to go at that time, she will tell Mr.Graham.
Yours sincerely, M.Woolcot.
"P.S .-- I must ask you, please, not to kiss me.

I should be very angry indeed if you did.