"A little piece of lead stopped the brilliant career of one of the finest men who ever lived." "I'm sorry I never knew your father, sir." "He was a great liar, and Hendricks." "Every racketeer in the country feared him." "That's why they got him." "But you're carrying on, sir." "Oh, after a fashion, but I'd give anything in the world, if I could match that bullet." "Will you be wanting the car, sir?" "Yes." "He wouldn't keep affidavits in here, Steve." "'Course not." "Lawyers got brains too." "You think you can make it, kid." "Say, this is as easy as a dimebag." "Nothing to it." "Quit patting yourself on the back." "Sorry to interrupt, boys." "The Shadow." "[phone ringing]" "Hello." "Yes." "OK, I'll be right over." "Another one of those calls." "Come on Kelly." "Hey, what's your game, mister?" "Well, it's a form of solitaire." "All right, boys, keep 'em up." "Well, if it ain't Red Hogan and his little playmate, Stevie!" "Get going." "Beat it." "Yes, sir?" "Things don't look right in there." "You better take 'em down." "I'll join you later." "OK." "Come on." "Get 'em up." "Well, what's this?" "Hello." "Oh, I'm..." "I'm Mr. Randall." "I must thank you for coming to my rescue." "Say, did you just come in?" "No, I was in my office." "To be truthful, I locked myself in when, I heard them working on the safe." "Hm." "Guess it's better to be careful, eh?" "Mhm." "Oh, I'm glad you're here, Mr. Randall." "I have a few questions I want to ask." "Oh, just routine stuff, you know." "I'm at your service." "We might be more comfortable in my private office." "Come in." "Yeah." "Sit down, Inspector." "Captain, Captain Breen." "Oh, I see." "Did you phone headquarters?" "Yes." "Those papers in the safe must be pretty valuable, aren't they?" "To me, yes." "I see." "All right, drop that." "Don't shoot, sir." "Don't shoot." "This place is full of burglars." "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Captain." "That nervous individual happens to be on my side." "Oh, I..." "I see." "Ma... may I relax, sir?" "Yes, all right." "Oh, Hendricks, take those papers to my apartment." "You know the ones I want." "HENDRICKS:" "Oh, yes, sir." "And if you have any difficulty, remember, you're working for Chester Randall." " Oh, yes, sir." " Thank you." "[phone ringing]" "There's your phone, Mr. Randall." "Yes, thanks." "Hello?" "Yes, this is Chester Randall." "I'm calling for Mr. Caleb Delthern." "Mr. Delthern wants me to come to his home." "What?" "At this time of night?" "Sorry about the hour, Mr. Randall, but before Mr. Delthern's lawyer left for Europe, he insisted that we call you, in case of emergency." "Well, wouldn't tomorrow do?" "Oh, I see." "Yes." "Well, what's the address?" "Have you got a pencil, Captain?" "Thank you." "Yes." "Fine." "Yes, thank you." "I'll be over as soon as possible." "Yes." "Goodbye." "What's up?" "I don't know." "Well, thanks, again, Captain." "If you need me for anything later, I'm at your service." "Oh yeah." "Sure." "Oh, I think I'd better go along with you." "Well, I don't think that'll be necessary." "You don't seem to know what they want with you, and perhaps... yes, I think I'd better go along." "All right." "If you think it best." "Pardon me." "I'll get my briefcase." "Sure." "You're ready, Captain?" "Oh, yes." "RANDALL:" "Would you mind locking the safe?" "No at all." "Thank you." "After you." "Wait for us." "Mr. Randall?" "I'm Mr. Randall." "Mr. Delthern is waiting, sir." "Thank you." "Anything I can do?" "Oh no, sir." "It's really not that serious." "Thanks for your kindness, Captain." "Not at all." "Glad to have been of service, Mr. Randall." "You see, I've been out in the sticks for a long time, and we don't get to meet very many big time lawyers." "I was wondering why you hadn't recognized me." "Good night." "Good night." "Headquarters." "At your service, Mr. Delthern." "Sit down, please." "Thank you." "That's all, Wellington." "I'll have Mr. Randall help." "Yes, sir." "Good night, sir." "I thought there might be a possibility that you were in your office." "I'm glad I was, Mr. Delthern." "I want to be of assistance, but this is rather unusual." "Unusual, that's it." "That's why I need a lawyer." "This is my last will." "Read it." "Would you call that dangerous?" "Yes, under certain circumstances, I would." "I guess you think I'm eccentric." "Maybe I am, but I wanted one member of my family, the eldest, to be head of the Deltherns." "When you have a new will written," "I suppose it's my advice you want?" "Yes, yes," "It would be better to specifically name your heirs in the amount that goes to each, instead of merely stating "to my eldest surviving heir"," "I leave half of my estate."" "That's what I want to do, Mr. Randall." "Fine." "Well, then, if you'll stop into the office about 10:00 in the morning, we can..." "That may be too late." "Well, I don't understand." "Well, I've never been a man to let my imagination get the better of me, but I have a feeling that my life is in jeopardy." "Who knows the contents of that will?" "To my knowledge, nobody, with the exception of my niece and nephews." "I told them about it a few days ago." "But I don't think that any one of them would deliberately plan to get me out of the way." "I wish you'd make a new will for me right now." "Why, I'd be glad to, Mr, Delthern, if that'll make you feel any better." "Have we some paper?" "Yes, certainly." "Who is Winstead Comstock?" "He's my nephew." "He's about 35." "35." "The eldest of the lot." "And Humphrey Comstock?" "Humphrey is his younger brother." "Now, Marcia and Jasper Delthern, are they your children?" "No, I've never had any children." "They were my brother's." "He and my sister were killed in an accident five years ago." "Oh, I'll close it for you." "So many weird things have happened the last few days." "Where do your niece and nephews live?" "Here, with me." "Humphrey's the only one who's home." "I want a clause written that Marcia is to be completely disinherited if she married Warren Ru... [gunshot]" "Ugh!" "Uncle?" "I heard a shot, Mr. Humphrey." "He's dead, Wellington." "Stand back." "I've got you covered." "Huh?" "Hendricks, what are you doing here?" "What happened, sir?" "Mr. Delthern's been shot." "You do it, sir?" "Well, no, certainly not." "Well, let's get back, before you become involved, sir." "That's precisely what I intend to do." "Perhaps it'd be a good idea to pick up Mr. Randall's briefcase." "But who could have killed him?" "I don't know, sir." "I left him in here with Mr. Randall, a lawyer." "Your uncle sent for him." "Did you find any trace of the murderer?" "No, I didn't." "You're Humphrey Comstock." "Your uncle said you were at home." "Yes, I'm somewhat dazed by the suddenness of this." "It might be a good idea, sir, to phone the police." "HUMPHREY:" "Yes, of course." "[dialing]" "Get me a headquarters." "You're not going?" "Oh no." "Naturally, the police will want to question you." "Yes, of course." "Hello, police headquarters?" "This is Humphrey Comstock speaking." "Caleb Delthern was just murdered." "What's the matter with you tonight, Marcia?" "You've been so quiet and preoccupied all evening." "I don't exactly know, Warren." "I..." "I suppose after we're married, we'll live scrappily ever after." "I'll be all right tomorrow." "Don't come in." "Good night, darling." "Good night." "Why don't you call it a day and get yourself some beauty sleep, Wellington?" "I..." "I have some very bad news for you, Miss Marcia." "What is it?" "Your uncle, Miss." "I wouldn't advise your going in." "Take it easy, Marcia." "Why, he's dead." "I don't understand." "He was feeling all right after dinner, when I left him." "Uncle Caleb was murdered." "This is Mr. Randall." "He was here with Uncle when they..." "Then you can tell us about..." "There isn't much to tell." "We were seated at the desk, and a bullet came through that window." "Maybe... [buzz]" "That's the police, Wellington." "Let them in." "WELLINGTON:" "Yes, sir." "You started to say something." "Oh." "Oh, nothing." "This way, gentlemen." "I think you'd better hold that man, officer." "He seemed very anxious to get away." "I think I can explain that." "What are you doing in this house?" "Your uncle sent for me." "That's right." "I was in the office when Mr. Randall got the phone call." "As a matter of fact, I drove out here with him." "Pardon me, Mr. Humphrey, but I happen to know your uncle was expecting him." "Where'd the shot come from?" "Through that window, Captain." "All right, Kelly." "Take Graham and search the grounds." "Sure." "Where's the telephone." "Hello." "Is this is the coroner?" "This is Breen talking." "I'm up at the Delthern's." "Yeah." "Mr. Delthern." "Right away." "Goodbye." "I'm sorry, old man." "Forget it, please." "Hiya, Breen." "After this, don't drive so fast." "We couldn't keep up with you." "Someday, I'm gonna be fortunate enough to lose you newshounds." "So Delthern was plugged, huh?" "That's just what we needed, a nice murder." "Yeah, well, don't touch the body, you understand?" "I think we'd better go to another room." "Who done the job?" "Don't know yet." "Stick around, Davis." "See that these highbinders don't get away with anything." "OK, Captain." "Grab some pictures." "I'll wake up the city editor." "Hm." "Taking a little stroll?" "Why, yes." "It's a nice night, for it, isn't it?" "Yeah." "Come on." "Take a walk with us." "Oh." "Oh, I can't do that." "I..." "I'm going in there." "I'm Winstead Comstock, you know?" "Well, now, isn't that a funny coincidence." "Yes, yes." "That's just the way you we're going." "Oh, really?" " Yeah, come on." " Here." "Don't do that." "Come on." "I don't know who done it." "It's a mystery, I tell you." "Now, watch the birdie." "We found him outside." "What's happened to my uncle?" "Hold the wire." "Well, in case you don't know it, your uncle's dead." "Dead?" "Well, he was quite all right when I left here." "Where is Breen?" "MAN:" "In the other room." "Breen?" "Who's Breen?" "Oh, you'll find out soon enough." "Come on." "They'd have a motive, particularly the eldest." "Winstead." "We found him roaming around outside." "I'm sure there's been some mistake, officer." "Marcia, who are all these men?" "Please explain where you've been." "Hmm?" "I said, where have you been?" "Oh, out walking." "Why?" "Where's your hat?" "I presume you wear one." "Oh." "Yes, I..." "I left it at the cinema, the Palace Cinema." "Oh." "The show has been over for two hours." "Where have you been since then?" "I don't remember." "Walking around." "BREEN:" "You didn't stop anywhere where we could check up on your story?" "No." "Of course, you're aware of the contents of your late uncle's will?" "No." "That's a lie, Winstead." "Why, he told us about it only a few days ago." "See here, young man." "Are you arguing with me?" "Realize that..." "I beg your pardon." "You seem to have all the matches." "May I have a light?" "No." "No, of course not." "Thank you." "You're welcome." "All right." "Take him in, Kelly." "Take?" "Hmm?" "Come on." "You mean to say that you are going to take me to what you call your hoosegow without what" "I would call my mouthpiece?" " You got it, brother." " I got what?" "My hat?" "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on." "Hello." "Hello." "Get me a rewrite man, quick." "What?" "Have I got a story?" "Well, what do you think I got?" "The Saint Vitus Dance?" "Hurry up and get me somebody, quick." "Hurry up." "Well, you cleaned me in a half hour." "Here you are, Brosset." "Put it among your souvenirs." "If I remember correctly, you owe me 10 grand." "Oh well." "Maybe my luck will change." "Well, one way or another, I want your account straightened out by tomorrow night." "By tomorrow night, you'll be owing me money." "Oh, Adams." "Give Delthern another grand." "Yeah, sure." "Gordon's waiting for you in the office." "Gimme, gimme." "Keep your shirt on." "Oh, ti's too late for that." "Brosset's got it." "Take it easy, kid." "What's on your mind?" "I just talked with Red and Steve." "Yeah, it's about time they showed up." "Where are they?" "In the tank." "The cops picked 'em up at Randall's office." "What happened?" "The Shadow stepped in." "I'd just like to know who he is." "Mr. Jasper came home about five minutes ago, Miss." "You wanted to know." "Thank you, Wellington." "Jasper?" "[mumbling]" "Go way." "Leave me alone." "Maybe Winstead is innocent." "I guess we'd better phone the police." "We can't do that, Humphrey." "No?" "What do you suggest?" "This Mr. Brosset's a very popular man, sir." "He's even wanted in China." "Yes, the Chest Randall will never get him." "These affidavits won't help much." "Brosset seems to have an alibi for every occasion." "[phone ringing]" "Hello?" "Who?" "Mr. Randall?" "Well..." "Hello." "Yes, this is Chester Randall." "Oh, hello, hello." "Well, what's the trouble?" "You can't tell me over the telephone?" "Well, that's all right." "Yes, I'll be right over." "Goodbye." "I gave her my telephone number." "She said she'd keep it confidential." "I sincerely hope she does, sir." "Maybe I'd better come with you." "Well, what's the matter?" "You afraid I'll invite Breen to tea or something?" "Oh no, sir." "I don't think you'd do that." "Then, thanks for your faith in me, Hendricks." "And by the way, I've got a job for you." "Yes, sir." "Go to the Palace Theater and get the head usher." "See if he found any hats there last night." "And here, go to this place, Barney's Cafe." "Find out if they know a Winstead Comstock." "And in the meantime, if you want me, I'll be at..." "Yes, I know, Mr. Delthern's." "That's right." "I hope you didn't mind my calling you." "Oh, not at all." "It was a pleasure to hear from you." "I hope you'll telephone again." "I thought you would help." "Otherwise, I wouldn't have phoned." "Don't worry, please." "Everything's going to be all right." "Hello, Randall." "Oh, hello, Humphrey." "I still think we'd better call the police." "Yes, I think that's a good idea." "Hello." "Is Captain Breen there?" "Oh, at home, catching up with some rest." "I see." "This is Chester Randall speaking." "Is that you, Kelly?" "Could you give me the caliber of the gun that killed Mr. Deltern?" "Yes." "I see." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Well?" "Uh, this is not the gun that killed your uncle." "[buzz]" "I'll answer it." "Shall I put this away for you?" "Put it in the drawer of the desk." "The desk?" "In the library." "Pardon me." "Mr. Berranger, Miss." "Marcia, why didn't you call me?" "I'm sorry, Warren, but there was nothing you could do, really." "Mr. Randall, Mr. Warren Berranger." "How do you do?" "So you're Warren?" "Pardon me." "May I suggest that I fix a little breakfast?" "Won't you join us?" "Uh, yes, gladly." "Says the the boss was there." "Say, I thought Mr. Randall was out of town." "He is." "Well, there's something screwy going on here." "Well, it won't take long to find out what it is." "Give me police headquarters." "Gee, this is exciting." "Maybe the guy's a crook or something." "May I talk to Captain Breen, please?" "[phone ringing]" "I'll take it, Kelly." "Hello." "Captain Breen, speaking." "I'm Miss Hughes, Mr. Randall's secretary." "I read in the paper that he was supposed to be in town last night." "But that isn't so, Captain." "He's on a vacation." "Oh, yeah, sure." "I'll take care of that, Miss Hughes." "Thanks very much for tipping me off." "Goodbye." "Mr. Comstock was at both places, like you thought, sir." "There he is, sir." "Thought I'd find you here." "Glad you dropped in, Captain." "Yeah." "You and that pelican-faced stooge or yours are pretty slick, but you can't get away with whatever you're trying to do." "Captain, I don't know what you're talking about." "Your secretary called me." "Oh, did she?" "Yeah." "And she told me that Chester Randall is not in town." "Well, there must be some mistake." "I'll say there is." "So you're a phony." "Certainly, you can prove who you are." "Yes, I think I can." "Captain, would you mind phoning my office?" "The number is Madison 6432." "Ask for Miss Hughes, my secretary." "Yeah." "Thank you." "[dialing]" "Hello." "Is that you, Miss Hughes?" "I'll speak with her." "Hold the wire." "Thank you." "Hello." "Hello, Miss Hughes." "This is Chester Randall." "Oh no, it's me, all right." "It's nice to hear your voice too." "No, I'm sort of hiding out in town." "I thought perhaps I could get a better rest here than at one of those resorts." "But I'm still on my vacation." "Yes, no, I'll be in the office in a day or two." "Oh." "Well, if the Mayor telephones again, tell him I'll get in touch with him the first of the week, please." "Now, hold the wire a minute." "Would you like to speak with her again?" "No." "No, that's all right, Miss Hughes." "Yes, thank you." "Goodb... oh, and remember, I'm still on my vacation." "Yes, goodbye." "I'm sorry, Mr. Randall." "Why, nothing to it, Captain." "I'm glad to know that you have my interests at heart." "Thank you." "Oh, by the way, Hendricks checked on Winstead, and found out that he was at the Palace Theater last night, and then... then went to Barney's, where he remained until shortly before he was" "picked up here on the grounds." "I'll phone Barney right away." "If that's true, the murderer of Delthern is still at large." "Yes." "Captain, don't you think it'd be a good idea to see Barney personally?" "Naturally, you'll want an affidavit." "Yes, that's right." "I'll go with you." "Fine." "Glad to have you." "You mind if Henricks remains here?" "I'm expecting an important phone call, and I'd like him to take it." "No." "No, not at all." "See you later." "Hendricks, you'll take care of that for me, won't you?" "Yes, sir." "Certainly, sir." "I'm sorry I'm late, sir, but I'm not as proficient in the art of connecting phones as I might be." "Well, you can practice in your spare time." "Thank you, sir." "Have you brought Randall's papers?" "Yes, sir." "Here, sir." "Very good." "We'll return them." "You mean, go back in his office, sir." "Yes, sir." "Certainly, sir." "Well, I guess my secretary didn't discover I was here." "Evidently not, sir." "Fill it up, Hendricks." "Yes, sir." "Miss Hughes, I've been sort of hiding out in town." "I thought I could get a better rest here than at one of those resorts, you know." "Pardon me, sir." "Don't you think it'd be safer if you spoke to Miss Hughes some other place?" "Well... oh, what's this?" "What's what, sir?" "Memorandum." "Look at that second notation, sir." "Brosset wants him to call." "Oh, that's funny." "Probably thinks he can buy Mr. Randall off, sir." "It might be a good idea to drop in, and visit Brosset." "Hendricks, I think it'd be better if you waited for me." "Oh yes, sir." "Certainly, sir." " Can I do something for you?" " Oh yes." "I'd like to see Mr. Brosset." "I think he's in his office." "This way, please." "Thanks." "[knocking on door] 550" "Come in." "He wants to see you." "Is it OK?" "Yeah." "Mr. Brosset." "Yeah?" "I'm Mr. Harris." "Mr. Randall suggested I pay you a visit." "Oh, he did, huh?" "Yes, I've joined his staff of lawyers." "Oh." "William Gordon, Mr. Harris." "How are you, Mr. Gordon?" "Fine." "Sit down." "Thank you." "What's on your mind?" "Nothing." "I thought perhaps you had something on yours." "Chester Randall is still on his vacation." "I figured I could take care of what you wanted." "My business is with Randall." "I can't use you, Harris." "Well, I'll have to wire the boss." "Our office was broken into." "No." "I just said it was." "And peculiarly enough, the situation was saved by," "I think the underworld calls him "the Shadow."" "That's interesting." "Have a drink, Mr. Harris." "No, thanks." "But I'll have a cigarette, if you don't mind." "How you doing, kid?" "Well, I guess you'd better let me have another grand or two." "That's your guess." "I'll check with the boss." "I hear the Shadow's been making it pretty tough for some of the boys." "You evidently get first-hand information." "[knocking on door]" "Yeah?" "Jasper Delthern wants more chips on the cuff." "Yeah, I wonder if that fellas knows he's playing for keeps." "I've gone the limit with him, and I want the dough he owes me paid tonight." "Yeah." "Go tell him that." "Brosset has his own way of getting what's coming to him." "Well, business is business." "Yeah." "I see you gentlemen are engaged." "I shan't detain you any longer." "Thanks for letting me in." "You're going to settle tonight." "Well, you might give me a chance to get even." "If you know what's good for you, you better get even with Brosset." "You're Jasper Delthern, aren't you?" "Yes." "I'm a friend of your sister's." "I'm on my way to visit her now." "Why not join me?" "I might as well." "There's nothing I can do around here but kibbutz." "Let's go." "To the Delthern's, Hendricks." "What, sir?" "I said, to the Delthern's." "Oh yes, sir." "Certainly, sir." "You know, I was with your uncle when he was killed." "Oh, so you're Randall?" "Yes." "I wouldn't have recognized you from my sister's description." "No?" "She said you were handsome, with a charming personality, and most interesting." "Oh, well, that's encouraging." "I suppose since Winstead's been freed, the police have practically moved in on you." "Yes, indeed." "The house has been infested with them all day." "Have they any clues?" "No, but they're under the impression that one of us murdered Uncle Caleb." "Yes, I thought so, too, for a while." "The motive for the crime points so obviously in that direction, though, that I'm afraid someone's taking advantage of it." "Have you any suspicions?" "No, not exactly." "Tell me, do you know if your uncle ever received threatening letters from a racketeer or gambler?" "No." "I know about your activity in that field." "I'm afraid Brosset's going to force your hand." "I'll get it straightened out just as soon as I see Winstead." "Mhm." "I see you're are still on the job, Captain." " Yes." " Where's Winstead?" "I haven't seen him for about a half an hour." "He's in the library, sir." "Winstead!" "Shh." "What are you doing there?" "Where have you been?" "Hmm?" "Come on." "Get a side angle." "We got a swell idea for a feature story." "It's called "the House of Murder,"" "and all the heirs gets killed the same place as their uncle." "No, now, you didn't tell me that." "'Course I didn't." "If I had, you wouldn't have posed." "Come on, handsome." "It's your turn." "Sit down." "Will you get out of here?" "Well, how do you like that?" "Here's a guy that don't want his picture in the paper." "Yes, get outta here." "Well, come on." "Let's throw them out." "Maybe we'd better get out." "These guys are half cracked." "Winstead." "Mhm?" "I've got to have $11,000." "11,000?" "Hm." "Fancy that." "Where are you going to get it?" "Why, I thought you'd loan it to me." "You thought I?" "Well, you have another thing coming, young man." "Been gambling again, huh?" "JASPER:" "Now, please don't lecture me." "What I need is that money." "Let's take a look around first, shorty." "Right." "Well, you're not gonna get it from me." "I've got to have it, tonight." "My dear jasper, you have my utmost sympathy, if that's any good to you." "You're pretty sure of yourself since the police let you go." "Why shouldn't I be?" "You know, Winstead, there's such a thing as hiring a man to do a killing." "Are you accusing me of something we all know that you are..." "The trouble is that we haven't had a fingerprint or a clue of any kind." "[gunshot]" "Ditch the rod, Chuck." "Jasper!" "Winstead's dead." "Well, at least we know who killed this one." "I'll..." "Get him, Kelly." "But I didn't do it." "Well, what are you doing with that gun?" "Picking your teeth?" "No." "I thought I could force Winstead to do something for me." "P... p... put your hands up, please." "Walk a little faster, gentlemen, if you don't mind." "I was afraid this would happen." "Warren Berranger, where have you been?" "Out in the garden, having a smoke." "Got your alibi already, huh?" "Pardon me, sir." "What Mr. Berranger said is the truth." "As a matter of fact, a few moments ago," "I overheard Winstead giving Jasper a lecture about gambling." "They were having it hot and heavy." "Warren." "May I see that gun, Captain?" "All the cartridges have been fired." "It may interest you to know that we saw this gun this morning." "Miss Delthern saw it too." "One of the cartridges had been fired then." "You can make a paraffin test, and see if it's been fired in the last two hours." "What in the world are you doing, Hendricks?" "I caught them running from the house, sir." "It's a little trick I learned when I worked for the telephone company, sir." "They may be the men you want, Captain." "I found this in the car, sir." "Frisk 'em, Kelly." "They're unarmed." "Come on, Jasper." "You'll have to come along." "My brother is not a murderer." "I think Captain Breen'll find that out for himself." "In the meantime, your brother will be in a safe place." "Please, don't worry." "I don't want to see Jasper punished if he's innocent, but don't forget." "He's gained the bulk of an $8 million dollar estate through Winstead's death." "That's a lot of money." "All right, take him in, Kelly." "Come on, Jasper." "Oh, this document is more valuable than ever." "Uncle Caleb's will?" "Yes, will you please keep it in a very, very safe place?" "Marcia, I don't understand." "What has changed you so completely in the last few days." "It seemed only natural under the circumstances, doesn't it?" "Yes, I know, but your whole attitude toward me is different." "Probably your imagination is working overtime." "Possibly." "What is that man doing in the hall?" "Oh, he's from the telephone company." "Excuse me." "Having a little trouble?" "Well, a little." "I had a bad connection here." "Yeah?" "Somebody yanked this cord out and stuck it back int place with chewing gum." "Why, yes." "I remember someone calling, and telling me to hold the line." "But then we were disconnected." "Well, that's all I wanted to know, Miss Hughes." "And thank you." "Thank you very much." "Then, he isn't Randall." "I'm positive that he isn't." "I'll send bird on a vacation." "Party of the first part, party of the second part." "Now, let's see." "Good morning, Hendricks." "Are you taking up law?" "Not exactly, sir." "I was just looking up the penalty for one man impersonating another." "Good old, Hendricks." "I wouldn't worry about that, if I were you." "Pardon me, sir." "If you don't mind my saying so, but you have other way to do." "Yes, I know, but there's something about this Delthern case that fascinates me." "She's very charming, sir." "I wouldn't be a bit surprised if he had something to do with the murders, too." "Maybe it's a good idea my imagination worked overtime." "If I only knew where I could get a hold of him." "Why..." "Do you know?" "I'm sorry, but I can't help you get hold of him." "I'm so glad that you have my interests at heart, Captain." "I guess you can't talk, eh, Chuck?" "I see." "They get Bill too?" "Well, I'll try and spring you." "The Shadow get 'em?" "Chuck didn't say." "They're both in with murder charges against 'em." "Oh, itchy trigger fingers, eh?" "You better go see what you can do." "And tell those two mugs that Burt Webster's my mouthpiece, not them." "They oughta keep their mouths shut." "OK, Brosset." " I've got to talk to you." " Well, hello, there." "Get inside, quick." "Something wrong?" "The police are looking for you." "Why?" "They found out that you're not Chester Randall." "I guess it's dark enough to venture out, Hendricks." "But you promised Miss Delthern you'd remain here, sir." "Yes, I know." "I wonder if you'd mind my talking to you, not as a servant, but just man to man?" "Oh, not at all." "Sit down." "Well, I suggest that you stay undercover until this Randall situation cools down a bit, and then get out of town." "No, Hendricks." "I'm going to carry on, as you so aptly put it." "But you're wanted by the police!" "Now you'll have both sides against you." "You evidently forget that none of the gang leaders know who I am." "How long do you think you can keep your identity a secret?" "I never cross a bridge before I come to it." "Well, it's about time you started." "You want to Brosset." "You'd match your life against the chance of getting the man who killed your father." "But well, you... you're only defeating your own purpose." "Now, don't think I don't appreciate your great loyalty and interest." "You still intend going out, sir?" "I do." "Very well." "I'll get your hat, sir." "Thank you." "And where do you think you're going?" "With you, sir." "Good, old Hendricks!" "You'd better let me do this alone, Hendricks." "I'm sorry, sir." "I have a little carrying-on to do, too." "Oh, that's fine, old boy." "Well, drive the car around to the alley behind Brosset's office." "Be careful, and remember what I told you." "Yes, sir." "Certainly, sir." "[knocking on door]" "BROSSET:" "Yeah?" "Hello, Brosset." "BROSSET:" "How are you?" "I was in the neighborhood, and thought I'd drop in." "See the publicity your boss got?" "Yeah." "Have they caught the fellow that's impersonating him?" "No." "It's a funny set-up, isn't it?" "Yeah." "When's Randall coming back?" "Tomorrow, I guess." "You play golf, Brosset?" "No, not much." "I talked with Randall on the long distance telephone." "I don't think you'll have much difficulty getting him to listen to reason." "That's what you wanted, is it?" "BROSSET:" "I'll talk to Randall about that." "OK." "Hi." "Oh, hello, Gordon." "Hello." "I've got a little business with Brosset." "I hope you don't mind." "I see." "Putting me out again, huh?" "Well, not exactly." "OK." "See you later." "So long." "So long." "So long." "Well?" "What'd they say for themselves?" "Webster talked to them." "They claim they didn't do the killing." "Burt'll bail them out tomorrow." "But I learned a couple of very interesting things." "Yeah?" "Yeah, the Shadow had nothing to do with it." "Well, there's something, anyway." "What else?" "Chuck told Webster about old man Delthern's will." "It seems Jasper's in line for an $8 million cut." "Yeah, I just read about it." "I thought maybe we could muscle in on it somehow." "Without that will, I guess the estate will be divided equally, huh?" "Yeah, I guess so." "The answer is more simple than I expected." "All we've got to do is to get that little piece of paper." "And my friend Jasper'll pay, and play plenty." "[dialing]" "The will's probably at the house." "Well, if you hurry, you won't have any trouble." "Gordon tells me Breen and Kelly are at the station house right now, questioning Jasper." "Anything happening, Hendricks?" "I say, Hendricks, what's the news?" "What's new, sir?" "Why, Brosset's sent a couple of men to get Mr. Delthern's will." "He figures he can make Jasper divide his share of the estate somehow." "Oh, he does, huh?" "Well, what are you going to do, sir?" "I'm going to the Delthern's." "Oh, you can't do that, sir." "The polic will..." "But I'm not going there as the man the police want." "Good evening." "Not so fast." "We want Delthern's will." "[gunshot]" "All right." "Over there, copper." "What's the meaning of this?" "Hand over the old man's will." "Why, I haven't it." "Don't tell me, lady." "We know different." "It's upstairs." "I'll get it." "That's what I call a smart girl." "Hey, this was easier than I thought." "Let's get going." "Stay where you are, gentlemen." "Drop that gun." "Leave that paper in this house." "And he waited for the police, and then disappeared." "What gets me is how the Shadow knew what we had in mind." "Say, what about that guy, Harris?" "Well, he left here before we did any talking." "Hey, take a look at this." "There must be some connection between that guy" "Harris and the Shadow." "You were quite right, Warren, when you said I'd changed." "I didn't realize it myself." "But I do want to be fair with you." "Why, Marcia, you talk as though it's all off between us." "That's exactly what I'm trying to say." "Oh." "I'm sorry." "So am I. Say, you aren't going for this mysterious tall, dark, and handsome, are you?" "To be honest, I don't know." "Well, I guess there's no use in my hanging around here." "There's no need for you to hurry." "Goodbye, Marcia." "And good luck." "You'll need it." "Goodbye, Warren." "Thanks." "I couldn't help overhearing." "It's a peculiar thing, Wellington." "My competition happens to be a man of mystery." "Most mysteries are solved, sir." "Thanks, good night." "Good night, sir." "Well, anyway, we definitely know Brosset's a first class blackmailer, sir." "I feel certain we can get more on him than that, Hendricks." "Well, here's the alley, sir." "Do you think we should return there?" "I know what I'm going to do." "How about you?" "Maybe he'll come back." "He wouldn't have the nerve." "I... there's a car." "It looks like Harris." "We'll give him a chance to get set." "Turn out the lights." "It's dark, sir." "Guess they went out." "Yeah, well, they might come back." "Come in, Gordon." "And I thought that guy Harris was on the level." "He had me fooled, too." "It's a good thing for us that I checked up on him." "Well, Sergeant hello." "Brosset talking." "Send a squad over here right away." "I think we can pick up a man you'd be very interested in getting." "Have the boys drive in the alley in back of my place." "I'll meet them there." "Anything wrong, sir?" "We're calling it a day, Hendricks." "Drive through the alley around the corner." "Wait a minute." "Follow that car." "Put the car away, Hendricks." "Don't move." "Oh, hello, Wellington." "I'm here to kill you." "Well, I rather expected you to come here, but hardly to kill me." "[knocking on door]" "Open it." "If you even hint that I'm here, I'll let you have it." "Hello." "Hello, Brosset." "I'm surprised to see you." "I thought you would be." "The Shadow, eh?" "Oh..." "I wouldn't move, if I were you, Mr. Shadow." "I've got you covered, Welling... [gunshots]" "What... what?" "Keep him, Hendricks." "Yes, sir." "I'm through." "I was mad, I guess." "It I hoped to kill you." "I wanted my son to get some of the Delthern money." "Your son?" "Yes." "Warren Berranger, my son." "Then, I'm forgiven, Mr. Randall?" "There's nothing to forgive." "I accomplished more by taking a vacation than I ever could have in the office." "That's most generous of you." "And thank you, Mr. Cranston, for upholding the name of Chester Randall." "Good day." "Well, I guess we'd better shove off, too." "Oh, don't rush away." "There's no hurry." "You haven't forgotten you're coming to the house for dinner, have you?" "No, dinner at 8 o'clock?" "You could come earlier." "Thanks." "I will." "Goodbye." "So long." "I found this bullet in the wall, sir." "It must be from Brosset's gun." "I thought you might be interested." "Thanks." "Where are you going, Hendricks?" "I thought I'd throw it away, sir." "I wouldn't do that, if I were you." "There may come a time when we can use the Shadow again."