MODEL OF NEW APPARATUS RECEIVED STOP MAKING FIRST TEST THURSDAY
The gloved hand replaced the paper on the table. Swiftly, The Shadow swept across the room and moved upward beneath the window shade. Thus concealed from view, he drew his form over the sashes, which were at the bottom of the large window.
Clinging, invisible, to the narrow ledge, he pushed the top sash upward. It glided noiselessly into place. There was a scratching sound — scarcely audible — as a thin strip of metal was wedged between the two sections. Under pressure from the unseen hand, the latch on the lower sash closed tightly. The metal implement was withdrawn leaving the window dark.
Batlike, the tall form moved along the wall, clinging to the uneven stone surface. It was totally invisible in the darkness as it began a careful descent.
Then The Shadow stopped his progress and remained suspended ten feet from the ground as stealthy footsteps came along the cement walk beside the house.
"Jake," came a low whisper.
"All right, Biff," was the response short distance away.
"Come on. We're scramming. His nibs has left. All been O.K. in back?"
"Not a ripple anywhere."
The two men sauntered away in the dark. Then the clinging form of The Shadow was again in action. Noiselessly, the man of the dark reached the walk and made his way to the street.