"What is it?" questioned Tremont.
"Just nabbed a bozo out front," declared Biff.
Tremont looked at Savette. Both men had the same thought. The Shadow! Could it be possible that the man still lived? Or was this some agent who was taking up his work?
"Bring him in," ordered Tremont.
Biff went away. Savette looked at Tremont with apprehensive eye.
"Maybe it is just some prowler," declared the lawyer. "We have put on strict guard. We are taking no chances now."
"It's not a good idea to bring the fellow in, then," said Savette. "If he is just someone from the vicinity, he may talk—"
"Don't worry about that," replied Tremont. "No one has a right trespassing on this property. If this man appears to know nothing, I shall simply reprimand him for entering the grounds. Orlinov has done that to trespassers frequently."
The door opened, and a man entered. Biff Towley was right behind him. The gang leader was playing the part of a grounds keeper on the estate. Savette could see that he was holding a revolver in readiness.
"Here he is, sir," declared Towley. "I thought I had better bring him in here, Mr. Tremont, because I found this on him."