Maxwell Grant - The Shadow 030 by The Death Giver

Author:The Death Giver [Giver, The Death]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-11-14T23:17:56+00:00

Lamont Cranston was a man of reputed wealth, a mysterious individual who traveled frequently. There was no proof that Lamont Cranston was The Shadow. But there were times when The Shadow appeared in the guise of Lamont Cranston.

Harry was thinking of this several minutes later, when he went into the projection room himself. The Shadow was a master of disguise. In his adventures, Harry had met The Shadow—sometimes as a figure clad in black; but on other occasions, the mysterious phantom had appeared in various identities.

The projection room was dark. Staring through the gloom, Harry caught the light of two burning eyes that were turned in his direction. Those eyes seemed to flash a command. Harry found a chair and sat down; then turned toward the screen at the end of the room.

“Proceed.”

The word came in a whisper from some unknown spot. At The Shadow’s command, a shaft of light flickered on the screen; the mechanism of the movie projector began to hum. Within a few minutes, the scene in front of the little restaurant manifested itself.

At first, Harry wondered why this episode was coming last. Then he realized the reason. The picture showed many persons passing the restaurant, but only a few entering it. As the reels progressed, Harry could count no more than twenty people who went in or out. The flickering picture ended.

“Repeat,” came the voice of The Shadow.

Harry watched intently during the second showing. By the time the picture was completed, he felt sure that he could recognize most of the persons who had gone into the eating house.

THERE was a short wait; then another scene appeared. It was the lobby of the Stellar Building. Here, many people were passing in and out. A stocky man separated himself from the edge of the crowd. The Shadow’s monotone broke in with a single word:

“Slow.”

The reel lessened its speed. Harry saw the stocky man laboriously wending his way toward the door of the building. He noted the derby hat, the heavy-jowled countenance; the short-cropped gray mustache.

“Comment,” came The Shadow’s word.

“That man went into the restaurant,” blurted Harry. “I recognize him from the other reel -“

“Change,” ordered The Shadow.

A view of the arcade appeared, taken from an angle. Three minutes elapsed; then Harry uttered another remark of recognition. Coming directly into the camera was the man with the gray mustache and derby hat.

“Slow,” came The Shadow’s quiet order.

The motion became lethargic. Once again, Harry caught a perfect impression of the face. Here, in three different places, the camera had recorded the countenance of one man.

Another command from The Shadow. The showing ended. Harry sat quietly in the projection room for several minutes; with half-closed eyes, he seemed to see the face that he had viewed in the pictures.

When he finally left the projection room, Harry found the stenographer alone in the office. The girl looked inquiringly at her temporary employer.

“Both Mr. Burbank and Mr. Cranston have gone,” she said. “Mr. Cranston went into your private office for a moment -“

Harry nodded.

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