The Shadow - 131 - The Shadow Unmasks by Maxwell Grant

Author:Maxwell Grant
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Street & Smith
Published: 1937-08-15T22:58:06+00:00

CHAPTER XII. THE THIRD WEEK

A FORTNIGHT had passed and neither the law nor The Shadow’s agents had gained a trail to Shark Meglo’s present hide-out. The killer was back in his home field. Keeping out of sight was still Shark’s best specialty.

Harry Vincent had been an occasional caller at Chanbury’s Long Island home; and so had Clyde Burke.

The reporter had been introduced there by Cardona. Both Joe Cardona and Jim Tyrune had visited the wealthy art collector, in hopes that he might have some good ideas. Chanbury’s hunch regarding Harry’s predicament had impressed the sleuths.

Chanbury, however, had confessed himself at a complete loss. He was not a crime investigator. He felt that he had been given too much credit for one chance idea.

That statement pleased another visitor who heard it. Madden Henshew had found occasion to visit Michael Chanbury. One afternoon, Chanbury had shown Henshew and Harry all through the big mansion, with its hall-like picture galleries.

“Paintings,” Chanbury had said to Henshew, “interest me far more than jewels. It is too bad, Henshew, that you are not an art dealer. I might become your best customer.”

There was one man who chafed under the long lull that had followed the robbery at Silsam’s. That man was Police Commissioner Weston.

On this particular afternoon, two weeks after Harry’s rescue, Weston was seated in his big office, nervously strumming the desk. Weston’s mind was badly disturbed. He was therefore somewhat pleased when Clyde Burke sauntered in to pay a passing call.

“Hello, Burke!” greeted Weston. Then, hopefully: “Any news?”

“None about Shark Meglo.”

“Too bad,” declared Weston ruefully. “Gad, Burke, I wish you could dig up facts regarding those robberies! I had hopes that you could do so after the keen manner in which you solved the Cranston riddle.”

Still strumming the desk, Weston stared from his window, scanning the broad reaches of Manhattan. In a weary tone, he commented:

“Shark Meglo is somewhere in this city. So is another man, a master-criminal. We are hunting blindly; and all the time, new crime is drawing closer.”

“Maybe not,” said Clyde. “You published a full description of the stolen gems. That ought to crimp another sale.”

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