Maxwell Grant - The Shadow - 104 by Maxwel l Grant

Author:Maxwel,l Grant
Language: eng
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Fleed came to his feet, shaking his fist at Tilton.

"You fool!" stormed the D.A. "That should have been kept secret, to trap the murderer! I had hoped that we would find some one wearing a cameo ring!"

"Say," sneered Tilton, "don't you think this killer has brains? He knows he flashed that ring. He'd be wise enough to get rid of it. I've helped you by printing the news. As it stands now, every person who ever saw any one else wearing a green cameo will come in here to tell you about it."

Fleed chewed his lips. He saw logic in Tilton's statement. After a lull, Madge inquired of Fleed:

"Have you seen Mr. Throy since last night?"

"I talked with him by telephone at noon to-day," replied Fleed. "He was in bed with a slight cold. He admitted calling your uncle by telephone last night. He said it was just before he retired."

"Did he say that Kedley hung up on him?" queried Tilton.

"No," replied Fleed. "Throy said he merely made a friendly call. Well, we've covered everything. Go along, all of you. If you find evidence, bring it to me. Remember: all of you will be needed as witnesses when I get the murderer."

Tilton opened the door. Madge walked out in silence. Tilton followed; Burke came last, bid farewell to Madge and Tilton.

CLYDE stopped off at the Ontranta Hotel. A man brushed past him near the news stand, carrying a copy of the Messenger. The man was carrying a gold-headed cane under his arm; he was also wearing kid gloves.

Clyde noted the face beneath a Derby hat. The man was Craydon Throy. Clyde saw him enter his limousine, caught a last glimpse of Throy's sharp profile. The millionaire was eagerly scanning the front page of the Messenger, while he used his gloved left hand to adjust his high-rimmed spectacles.

Clyde found a telegram at the desk. It was from New York, reputedly a Classic message. It repeated yesterday's wire, up to the final wording. There it changed. The message read: RETURN AT ANY TIME STOP

NO FURTHER REPORT NEEDED STOP

ALL INTERVIEWS CANCELED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

Clyde knew that The Shadow would again be in Ontranta; that he must have a full report; that no one needed to be watched for the present. That was a relief to Clyde, for he was still chiding himself over Kedley's death. Clyde had not realized that danger was so close last night, when he had left the editor's office with Madge and Tilton.

Going up to his room, Clyde penned a complete report on the statements that had been made in Fleed's office. He read his copy of the Messenger and clipped the paragraphs which told of Kedley's murder and the killer's cameo ring. A contrast to the story that had appeared in the Morning Clarion. That sheet, apparently, had known nothing of the all-important clue.

Leaving his report in an envelope, Clyde went down to the lobby. As he stepped from the elevator, he passed a tall, incoming guest who was leaning on a cane.

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