The Devil's Feud by Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson

Author:Maxwell Grant & Walter Gibson [Grant, Maxwell & Gibson, Walter]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Espionage, Fiction, Thrillers
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1942-06-20T08:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER XII. WANTED: A KILLER

IF ever a man was gripped by savage disappointment, that man was Corbey. He wasn't going to let a prisoner vanish from his sight and get away with it. He started for a door that led outside, shouting for the servants to follow him, which they did, largely because they preferred a more ample space than the confines of the kitchen.

There were shouts from in front of the house that came when lightning flashed anew, and Margo realized that The Shadow must have been spotted by the sheriff and his men. To the echoes of outside gunfire, Margo came to her feet, wondering what next to do.

At least, the best way to help The Shadow was to stay away from trouble, so Margo took the route that led through the rear sun porch.

There, the open door to the garden was most attractive. There was a chance that The Shadow might double back among the hedges, where Margo might be able to aid him. So Margo turned and started down the steps, only to run squarely into a person coming the other way. Fortunately, an arriving lightning flash identified the person in question.

It was Connie, and she was breathless. She wanted to know what had happened, and she was trying to make Margo believe that she'd been walking among the hedges all this while. Drawing the other girl into the porch, Margo settled the situation very promptly.

"Corbey captured a prowler," declared Margo, "but whoever he was, he got away. You aren't involved, Connie, so don't worry. I'll explain that you didn't leave the garden."

"Thanks, Margo," murmured Connie. "With all this trouble between the families, I wouldn't want to be involved -"

"I understand, Connie."

"I'll do as much for you," added Connie, "if I ever can!"

Margo felt sure that Connie would soon have her chance, though it would be difficult for her to really help. Whether or not The Shadow escaped from his present pursuers, there was going to be plenty of talk when Corbey announced that his black-clad prisoner had been none other than Lamont Cranston.

As Cranston's friend, Margo would be right in the thick of embarrassing questions, and would certainly need whatever support Connie or anyone else might offer.

Shaking off pursuers was usually quite easy for The Shadow, but in this case, the lightning flashes were playing hob.

Off at the side of the house, The Shadow was in the middle of a lawn, with deputies spreading everywhere. Each flash of lightning gave them a fresh view of their fugitive, and they were shouting to one another that he was the same mysterious marauder that they had encountered at Granmores.

The deputies were shooting as they shouted, but tonight they lacked their devastating shotguns, serious weapons at this close range. Sheriff Clemming hadn't expected any trouble at Mandon's, for Corbey had indicated that everything was under control. He'd brought five deputies simply because that many happened to be around. They were all regulars, who preferred revolvers.

The deputies were wasting their fire.

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