Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 138 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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CHAPTER XIII. WITHIN THE CORDON

TWO quiet days had passed; a period so lulling that it promised a smash of future events. Richard Vayne had heard no more from Lamont Cranston, and had practically forgotten the millionaire who had met him only during a single day's stay in San Francisco.

That fact pleased Myra Reldon; and the girl had another cause for elation. Whatever the plans of the Tao Fan, they were due to crystallize very shortly. The Tao had passed word through Chinatown that all members of the Jeho Fan were to remain strictly under cover until the next day.

That enabled Myra to discard her disguise of Ming Dwan. She was confident that when she again assumed her Chinese character, she would be assigned to the most important task that Ming Dwan had ever undertaken in the service of the Jeho Fan.

From the opposite camp, Doctor Tam had reported very little, when The Shadow made cloaked visits to Tam's office. Tam had gained some information regarding Li Sheng, the merchant, with a good description of the wealthy Chinaman's home. He expected more; also a confidential report from China.

Meanwhile, The Shadow had progressed as Moggler; only to encounter a lull in the affairs of Brig Lenbold and Shiv Faxon.

Brig was pleased with Shiv's report of Moggler's prowess. The racketeers had been looking for fighters of that sort. They needed shock troops for some enterprise involving Chinatown, and Brig supported Shiv's statement that Moggler would have plenty of opportunity to take a whack at some Chinese.

In proof, they took their new henchman to their secret headquarters. The trip proved their point; and it told the supposed Moggler much more than either Brig or Shiv suspected.

The place was the abandoned Chinese warehouse, a block away from the mansion of Li Sheng.

The Shadow had noticed no activity at the warehouse the time that he had passed it. That was explained by the fact that everything was taking place inside the walls. Patrolling toughs kept under cover in the warehouse. Moggler was placed on patrol duty, with orders not to poke his big nose outside.

He had his suitcase there, with him; like other rowdies, he was quartered in a room on the ground floor.

There was a stairway that went below. Only Brig and Shiv went beyond it, although they had men

working in the cellar, who were never seen by the ground-floor guards. A lookout was posted at the bottom of the cellar steps. He had orders to let no one through.

ON this particular night, Brig rapped for entry at a side door of the warehouse. The guard who admitted him was Moggler. Sharp eyes watched Brig's face, as long fingers turned a wick to increase the glow of a lantern. Light was all right, once the door was tight shut.

Brig was pleased about something. He spoke cryptically to Moggler.

"There won't be long to wait," informed Brig. "Maybe tonight will be the time, Moggler. I'm going downstairs. When Shiv comes along, tell him I'm there."

Brig went below. As his footsteps faded, Moggler's stooped form left the range of light.

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