"Did he mention anything else?" questioned the rajah.
"Nothing of importance."
"Maybe he thought it would be best to keep quiet," said Rajah Brahman, "but it's up to me as well as to him. So I'm going to let you in on it, Slade.
"I was talking with the chief the other night. We were discussing that affair up at the Dalban. We thought — only thought, mind you— that maybe The Shadow was mixed in it."
"The Shadow!" exclaimed Slade.
A change came over the man's calm face. He glanced about him as though expecting a sinister form to emerge from the curtains of the anteroom. Rajah Brahman eyed his confederate closely.
"Did you ever see The Shadow?" he asked.
"No," returned Slade. "I don't want to see him, either! I've kept clear of him for a long while, Bert. They say he's uncanny — that he can be everywhere at once. I don't like it, Bert, if he's in it—"
"Don't talk foolishly, Slade," argued Rajah Brahman. "We're only discussing possibilities. It looks like The Shadow, and it doesn't look like him. That's enough, isn't it? All it means is to keep your eyes open."
"I'll do that, Bert! If I get the least suspicion that The Shadow is wise to anything, I won't be asleep a minute. I work smooth, Bert, and there's only one man in the country who could get on my trail if he ever went after it. That's The Shadow himself!"