Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 081 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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CHAPTER XIV. THE LOOKOUT POST

IT was approximately midnight when Noy Dow and Loy Ming had completed the arrangements that insured the departure of the prisoners from Doctor Tam's. At the same hour, The Shadow was ready to fare forth from the hiding place where he kept the Fate Joss.

Sounds from the outer room of the old garage had told him that Hawkeye and Jericho had arrived to begin a long watch. The Shadow, blinking his flashlight, made a final survey of the Fate Joss and the War Dogs.

Stooping by one of the squatty cannons, The Shadow examined the plug within the muzzle. He did the same with the second weapon. Extinguishing his light, he departed silently through the darkness. He left Harry Vincent's coupe parked where it was. Unlocking the outer door, The Shadow blended with darkness.

Soon after that, a light gleamed in The Shadow's sanctum. Reaching for earphones, The Shadow formed contact with Burbank. He gave brief commands.

"Instructions to Hawkeye," stated The Shadow. "He and Jericho to take quarters in the room with the Joss. To remain there until notified that Vincent and Marsland are ready to relieve them."

"Instructions received," came Burbank's response.

"Emergency precautions have been arranged," added The Shadow. "Give Hawkeye full details of steps to take in case of an attack, in accordance with instructions that you have already received."

An affirmative response from Burbank. The light clicked off. The Shadow departed from his sanctum.

There was time, even yet, for a visit to another place. The Shadow was on his way to see Yat Soon, the arbiter.

TEEMING Chinatown still glimmered, even after the midnight hour. Gawking tourists strolled past buzzing clusters of Orientals. Uniformed police maintained their reinforced patrol. The Shadow, however, skirted the thicker regions. Using every device to avoid spying eyes, he reached the entrance that led into Yat Soon's. Once past the portal, The Shadow threaded his way to the arbiter's reception room.

Yat Soon received him in the inner chamber. Greetings exchanged, the arbiter studied The Shadow with inquiring eye. Then Yat Soon spoke.

"Of the Fate Joss I know naught," remarked Yat Soon, cryptically. "My hope, honored friend, is that the idol is held by good hands. Should such be the case, I do not need to know. I, the arbiter, am sometimes forced to speak when I am questioned. What I, Yat Soon, have not heard, I do not have to tell to any one."

The inference was plain. Yat Soon had decided that it was best for him to remain unacquainted with The Shadow's actions. Such was the arbiter's confidence in his black-clad visitor.

"I have learned, however," resumed Yat Soon, "that two have sought the Fate Joss, One has come to me, with a just claim. He brought me this, did Shan Kwan the Mandarin."

Yat Soon passed Roucard's receipt to The Shadow. The cloaked visitor spoke in Chinese; Yat Soon nodded his affirmation. The Shadow, too, was suggesting that Hoang Fu had taken the money from Roucard.

"Such is my belief," stated Yat Soon.

Again, The Shadow spoke.

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