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Doctor Raymond Deseurre. This was a name upon which The Shadow pondered. The physician,
apparently, had met old Parchell only in the role of medical practitioner. It was possible that Deseurre
knew more about Hildrew Parchell. That possibility must be investigated. The Shadow made another
check mark.

The name of Selwood Royce came next. The Shadow knew the millionaire by repute. No difficulty
would be encountered in learning more about him. The Shadow checked again. He studied the next name
on the list.

Roger Parchell. Nephew of Hildrew Parchell and the old man's sole heir. At present in San Francisco,
Roger Parchell would certainly come East when he had learned of his uncle's death. The Shadow left the
name unchecked, as indication that he would await the young man's arrival.

The last name on the list was that of Homer Hothan. The Shadow noted the name of the ex-secretary's
home town - Chalwood, Ohio - which Cardona had written down and Clyde Burke had copied. The
Shadow considered the case of Homer Hothan.

This man had been in Hildrew Parchell's employ. He had lived in the house with the old man. He could
have known certain facts regarding Hildrew Parchell's private business. Moreover, there was another
factor that concerned Hothan.

The Shadow was positive that some one had entered the Parchell house, there to deal death to the old
man. Some lurker who had watched Tristram's departure. A person who must have been familiar with
the interior of the house; one who could enter, act, and leave with no lost time.

Homer Hothan, the only man whom Tristram had named as doubtful, was one who possessed the
knowledge that the murderer must have had.

With a whispered laugh, The Shadow marked Hothan's name. He reached for the earphones.

The Shadow spoke. Burbank's voice answered across the wire. The Shadow gave brief instructions;
then terminated the call. Earphones were replaced. The blue light clicked out. The Shadow was ready to
leave his sanctum.

In that call to Burbank, he had given orders to be forwarded to Harry Vincent, one of The Shadow's
trusted aids. Harry was to leave New York tonight; his destination would be Chalwood, Ohio. Through
his agent, The Shadow intended to learn the whereabouts and recent activities of Homer Hothan.

CHAPTER IV. WINGATE'S VISITORS
IT was late the next afternoon. Weldon Wingate was seated at a large desk in a room that was equipped
as an office. This room formed a portion of the attorney's large apartment. A consulting lawyer, Wingate
had arranged a penthouse as both office and living quarters.

The door of the office opened. A dreary-faced man entered carrying a sheaf of papers. He laid these on
the desk, then spoke to Wingate.

"A gentleman is here, sir," declared the man. "His name is Lamont Cranston. He wishes to see you."

Wingate cocked his gray head and peered at the informant through his horn-rimmed spectacles. The
lawyer had heard of Lamont Cranston, the millionaire globe-trotter.