MISS MOYAT'S PROMISE We stood looking at one another on the edge of the marsh.

In the clear morning sunlight I had no chance of escape or subterfuge.

There was terror in my face, and she could see it.
"You--you cannot be sure!" I exclaimed.

"It may not be the same man." "It is the same man," she answered confidently.

"He stopped me and asked if I could direct him to your house.