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CHAPTER III. THE SHADOW ENTERS "BURBANK speaking." "Report -" The order came in a sinister whisper. The single word was uttered by hidden lips. The Shadow was in his sanctum, a strange room wherein the bluish rays of a shaded lamp glimmered upon the surface of a polished table. Earphones clamped to head, The Shadow was hearing from Burbank, his contact man who kept in touch with active agents. Burbank's call was bringing the details of Clyde Burke's report. The Shadow's right hand, beneath the glow of the blue light, was tracing details as his ear received them. "Report received." The left hand thrust the earphones across the table. The Shadow's eyes, hidden in darkness, began to study the names and notations that his hand had inscribed. A whispered laugh sounded in the blackness beyond the sphere of the blue light. Like Joe Cardona, The Shadow was considering possibilities. But he was studying the case from a perspective; in forming his conclusions, he was exacting where the detective had been spontaneous. blue: Death Hildrew Parchell had been expecting death. A man of considerable consequence years ago, his illness had gained but passing mention in the newspapers. His critical condition could have been learned only by persons who were interested in his affairs. Excluding Tristram, there were only two persons who had known of Parchell's ailment for a long time. One was Doctor Raymond Deseurre; the other was Weldon Wingate. Selwood Royce, presumably, had not heard of old Parchell's condition before tonight. Cardona had made a note to the effect that Deseurre, Wingate, and Royce were no more than acquaintances. He had added that their visits, as physician, lawyer, and friend, were to be expected, in view of the death that Parchell had anticipated. Reasoning had caused Cardona to reject his hunch that there was some reason for the trio being summoned. Reasoning, in turn, was the very process whereby The Shadow picked up the conclusion that Cardona had dropped. Hildrew Parchell had obviously made it a practice not to bring different associates together. The proof of that lay in the fact that his lawyer and his physician had only met by chance in the past. Tonight, for the first time, Parchell had so arranged his appointments that Wingate and Deseurre could |
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