four
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I , too , feel that I must see you . But our meeting must be secret . I can not risk my people knowing about it . So , will you meet me in front of the Maple Bank post-office at four o'clock on Thursday afternoon ? I would like a more secluded place , but I dare not . The post-office is on a beautiful maple-shaded street and we can meet casually , as if we were ordinary passersby . You must only speak with me a few moments , and let me look once deep in your eyes , and then you must pass on , -- out of my life forever !