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At
present, he was viewing stilled lips that would never tell what bulging eyes
had
seen.
Slowly, The Shadow pulled himself up beside the stone lion. He swayed
dizzily; tightened his hold until the spell passed. With limping crawl, The
Shadow managed to shift along the ledge until he reached the next ornamental
stone.
There, he paused. Outside the opened window of Judge Noy's sitting room,
he rested, looking inward. That window offered the one path that The Shadow
could follow. Crippled by his fall, he could take no further chances.
All that The Shadow waited was the proper time for the move that
circumstances had forced upon him.


CHAPTER XII

THE SHADOW'S ALLY

THE penthouse room was vacant when The Shadow viewed it. The Shadow's
barrage had done more than spread alarm to the street. Judge Noy had heard the
gunfire that had broken loose almost above his sitting-room window. He had
gone
to summon the elevator.
The clock on the mantel showed quarter of nine. The radio was turned on.
but not overloudly. From it, The Shadow could hear the tones of Hugh Bursard,
halfway through his evening's talk. Having no alternative, The Shadow calmly
listened to what Bursard had to say.
The speech was coming smoothly, without pause, but Bursard's words
contained no reference to the subject that he had discussed with Judge Noy.
That did not surprise The Shadow. He had expected Bursard to sidestep any
reference to Intimidation, Incorporated. Bursard had promised to do so when he
had talked with Mayor Wrightley; and he had not committed himself when he
spoke
with Judge Noy.
Nevertheless, The Shadow found Bursard's speech quite interesting. He
pressed close to the window as he listened. Bursard's talk was merely one of
civic betterment; stock stuff of the sort that he had broadcasted before. It
was odd that The Shadow should listen so intently to the steady spiel.
The Shadow drew back from the window as Judge Noy arrived in the room.
The
jurist was accompanied by the two detectives. One, the disguised elevator
operator, looked the part of an apartment house employee, but the other
appeared clumsy in his doorman's uniform.
"The shots came from the garden," explained Judge Noy, opening a door
that
led to a flight of stairs. "You had better inspect the roof at once."
The detectives flourished leveled revolvers as they ascended. The judge
watched them, then remembered the radio. Calmly, he sat down in the corner and
began to listen anew to Bursard's speech. The Shadow could see the judge's