Shadow 258 - The Murdering Ghost 11-15-42, The by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant [Grant, Maxwell]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Street and Smith
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

NO one was looking The Shadow’s way, hence he didn’t need darkness as a shelter. All eyes were toward the medium, Madame Yonina, and every gaze carried accusation, for she was completely free of the chair and its bonds. From her wrists were dangling the lengths of adhesive tape that Tarkingham applied. Nor was the sight of Tanya at large the only proof of her fraud.

Lying on the floor beside Tarkingham’s body was the “ghost” that he had grabbed, a bundle of fluffy material on the end of a pliable reaching rod. In full light, the ghost looked definitely like the cheesecloth that Harry had guessed it to be.

Among those who were dragging Tanya from the platform was a dapper man named Aulander, who had worked often with Tarkingham. Considering it his job to take over where the dead investigator had left off, Aulander made a prompt examination of Tanya’s arms and wrists, to find them well greased with cold cream, which explained how she had managed to slip her bonds.

Next, Aulander stooped to pick up the cheesecloth, hoping to find the death gun in the ghost.

At that point, Tanya went into a spasm that showed she had plenty of power, even though it wasn’t psychic. She started to wrench from the captors who gripped her, and when they wouldn’t let go, she flung her fleshy bulk among them. That shook them off, but there were still too many. Frantically, Tanya threw her arms about and suddenly stiffened, with one hand pointing as she shrilled:

“Look!”

They looked - and saw The Shadow! In floundering across the floor, Tanya had reached an angle from which the cloaked visitor was visible, for he was just away from the dark background of the library doorway.

Quickly, The Shadow whirled across the seance room, so swiftly that observers caught only a fleeting glimpse of him - with the exception of Tanya Yonina.

She had eyes like a cat, the medium, and she was tracing The Shadow with them, pointing after him as she continued her shrieks.

“There goes the ghost!” howled Tanya. “The real ghost… the black one… who betrayed me! Find him… seize him… the fault is his! He murdered Tarkingham!”

Finding a black ghost in blackness was impossible. For the room was black again by that time. The Shadow had flipped the light switch as he passed it. People were blundering to the chase amid a new confusion, wherein Tanya’s howls were drowned by those of the huge box detectors that flanked the seance cabinet.

Professor Hayne was shouting for people to spread and cover the various doors, which they did - with one exception. They forgot the door that led through the adjacent library, or rather they remembered that it was a dead-end passage.

Not to The Shadow. Rather than complicate the situation further he decided on a rapid disappearance. Through the unguarded library, he cleared the window sill in a twisting leap wherein his hands caught the ledge and turned his spring into a delayed drop.

Only momentarily

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