“But before you die, let me inform you that I have detected the presence of your influence in many ways. I have looked forward to this meeting with you. I have also made excellent arrangements for just such a time.
“I expected that you would be here. My agents prepared for it. I myself have found time to accomplish several things before you came here.
“Your accomplice, Harry Vincent, was in the way. He interfered, and I deal quickly with those who seek to put themselves in my way.
“Beneath the cellar of this building is a room known as the submarine chamber. It is barred by a steel door, that opens with a combination. The only man living who knows that combination is Professor Whitburn, who lies there unconscious.
“Your friend — Harry Vincent — is in the submarine chamber. He has pleasant companionship in the person of a young lady who was formerly one of my agents, but who came here to warn him against me. I do not deal kindly with those who prove false to me.
“No power alive can save them; for water is pouring in upon them. They will live thirty minutes longer, perhaps.”
THE Red Envoy stopped abruptly. He was close to The Shadow now — not more than four feet away. The man in the black cloak had slumped; he seemed shorter than before. His upraised arms were drooping. His fingers were slowly closing.
“They will live thirty minutes longer,” said the Red Envoy. His words became very slow and distinct. “But they will outlive The Shadow by just thirty min — “
The left hand of The Shadow made a movement; the thumb and third finger snapped together. There was a flash of flame, and a sharp explosion, like a pistol shot, directly in front of the Red Envoy’s eyes.
The man staggered back, and threw his left arm across his face. Like Prokop, he had been momentarily stunned by the unexpected burst of flame.