The Chinaman showed no notice of the compliment.
“I have no quarrel with The Shadow,” he said.
“That doesn’t make any difference,” declared Moose. “We have! You’re watching Galvin, aren’t you? If The Shadow comes here, it’s your job—”
“It is my job to take care of those who come here. Not those who are brought—” Wing Toy hesitated thoughtfully, and raised his hand for silence as Moose began an objection. “But there is a certain justice in your request. You are bringing The Shadow here — yet he is coming of his own free will. Is that correct?”
Moose nodded.
“Therefore,” said Wing Toy, in his slow, careful English, “while you yourselves would like to trap him, you feel that only I am capable.”
“That’s it,” said Moose, in a complimentary tone.
“Then,” declared the Chinaman, “it shall be what you call fifty-fifty.”
“How’s that?”
“I shall show you how to catch The Shadow. You shall do the catching.”