Moreover, The Shadow had learned something else of consequence. Like Wesdren, he suspected it; and he had gained the proof from those same crumpled papers in Delka’s wastebasket. The Shadow had known that Jarvis Knight was actually Eric Delka; not Jed Barthue.
Silence prevailed in the room which had once served a master of crime. Men were thinking of Caleb Wesdren’s downfall; how he, the protector of government secrets, had plotted to deliver them abroad, to reap millions while another took the blame.
But thoughts did not stop with contemplation of the crook who had died within his steel-walled strong room. To rescued men came recollection of that formidable being who had spelled the plotters doom.
Schemes had been met with strategy. Rogues had been checked at every point. The secret of their coded messages had been solved. When battle came, men of evil had been thwarted despite their strength of numbers.
Such was the prowess of The Shadow.