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"AH, yes," observed the commissioner. "I recall that I made a mistake upon one occasionтАФa very
serious mistakeтАФin my handling of crime theory. We all make mistakes, Cardona. By the way, have you
heard anything more of a certain person called The Shadow?"

"I haven't mentioned such a name in any of my reports," declared Cardona cautiously.

"Then we may eliminate all thought of such an absurd person," said Weston, looking straight into
Cardona's eyes. "The ShadowтАФsome one dressed in blackтАФ a hidden faceтАФa mysterious being who
can be used very conveniently to fill a gap in reports that would otherwise be incomplete.

"The Shadow, as I remembered the accounts concerning him, had a penchant for bringing criminals to
bay. But he did it in his own wayтАФ independent of the law. Such a personтАФif he existтАФwould be quite
dangerous, Cardona. He might even turn crook himself.

"PerhapsтАФwith the two mysterious deaths on the Suburban trainsтАФ The Shadow might be testing out his
ability as a crime maker."

Commissioner Weston shook his head thoughtfully.

"I must desist from these thoughts," he said, in a sorrowful tone. "I am stepping into your error, Cardona.
Theory without substantiation. So let us forget The ShadowтАФand let him remain forgotten. In the
meantime"тАФWeston shrugged his shouldersтАФ"go ahead as you are. Keep working on these deaths and
see what you can learn to-morrow. I shall reserve further opinion until then."

The interview was ended. Joe Cardona left the office and departed from the building.

He threaded his way between mammoth skyscrapers. A few belated newsboys were still crying out their
wares in terms of death unexplained; but Cardona did not notice the occasional shouts.

The ace detective was deep in thought. The reference to The Shadow had aroused old memories. To
Cardona, The Shadow was an identityтАФa supersleuth who could fight crime as effectively as he could
trace it - who never knew failure.

Death unexplained!

That was the lure that would bring The Shadow. These mysterious killings aboard the Suburban trains
were the very type of crime that The Shadow had so often met and unraveled.

Perhaps to-morrow's investigation would bring a clew to the mystery. If so, Cardona would rise to his
zenith. If not, the detective could see no possible way of tracing the unusual deaths, unless The Shadow
should enter into their discovery.

The Shadow!

Who was he?

Where was he?

Cardona had never managed to trace the whereabouts of the mysterious stranger. There was no reason,
at present, why The Shadow should even be in New York. But somehow Cardona, walking through the