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This evening, the gatomontes were watching the streets, to make sure that a certain car coming from the casino was neither followed nor intercepted; while the plazas were deserted because there was no fiesta. In fact, The Shadow didn't have the slightest bother, until he reached the palace itself.

IT was a very swift and easy trip to the presidential palace, for The Shadow took short cuts, through narrow passages between buildings and even across plazas.

IN the pleased responses, The Shadow caught references to "a million bucks," which indicated that Castenago had promised a straight ten percent to Murk for knocking off Durez and bringing the funds back to the dictator's treasury.

The partition had closed. The Shadow was returning upstairs. Margo had finished her first course, and the next was waiting, so Allard told the waiter to serve it and bring the rest along. As soon as the waiter had hurried away, The Shadow said to Margo:

There were mutters of doubt. Murk's followers hadn't forgotten what happened to their pals in Miami Beach. They were figuring that Murk was playing into Castenago's probable argument that less money would be satisfactory, if each man received a larger share. Maybe there would be larger shares, if thugs met up with The Shadow. Larger, for those who survived. Understanding the grumbles, Murk silenced them.

There were soldiers, palace guards, around the fountains above the great marble steps. They had hired a strolling marimba player to entertain with his music, and the mellow notes of the instrument were blending with the tinkle of the illuminated fountains.

Last night, there had been gatomontes lurking among the buildings, and merrymakers thronging the plazas, making both courses difficult.

telling you, Castenago is worried"

I'll stay about twenty minutes. After that, if anyone asks you, just say that I'm still around. I found those fellows, and they're going to the presidential palace. Somebody has to do something about it.

Last night, there had been gatomontes lurking among the buildings, and merrymakers thronging the plazas, making both courses difficult.

It wasn't surprising that Murk had settled for so little. A million dollars was probably far beyond any of his crooked dreams. Besides, ten millions wouldn't have been worth ten cents, had he stayed in the United States after his crime, or even fled to any country other than Centralba. Murk was marked; safe only through Castenago's aid.

Twenty minutes later, Allard was on his way and Margo was finishing her desert alone. As she left the table, she saw Treban approaching, and walked straight past him, looking toward the roulette players as though expecting to see Allard among them.

telling you, Castenago is worried"

Last night, there had been gatomontes lurking among the buildings, and merrymakers thronging the plazas, making both courses difficult.

Twenty minutes later, Allard was on his way and Margo was finishing her desert alone. As she left the table, she saw Treban approaching, and walked straight past him, looking toward the roulette players as though expecting to see Allard among them.

telling you, Castenago is worried"

Last night, there had been gatomontes lurking among the buildings, and merrymakers thronging the plazas, making both courses difficult.

The partition had closed. The Shadow was returning upstairs. Margo had finished her first course, and the next was waiting, so Allard told the waiter to serve it and bring the rest along. As soon as the waiter had hurried away, The Shadow said to Margo:

telling you, Castenago is worried"

There were mutters of doubt. Murk's followers hadn't forgotten what happened to their pals in Miami Beach. They were figuring that Murk was playing into Castenago's probable argument that less money would be satisfactory, if each man received a larger share. Maybe there would be larger shares, if thugs met up with The Shadow. Larger, for those who survived. Understanding the grumbles, Murk silenced them.

It wasn't surprising that Murk had settled for so little. A million dollars was probably far beyond any of his crooked dreams. Besides, ten millions wouldn't have been worth ten cents, had he stayed in the United States after his crime, or even fled to any country other than Centralba. Murk was marked; safe only through Castenago's aid.

IT was a very swift and easy trip to the presidential palace, for The Shadow took short cuts, through narrow passages between buildings and even across plazas.

IN the pleased responses, The Shadow caught references to "a million bucks," which indicated that Castenago had promised a straight ten percent to Murk for knocking off Durez and bringing the funds back to the dictator's treasury.

That's only the line I'm going to hand Castenago, he assured. "What we asked for, with a bonus later, when we nick The Shadow. When we get the dough, we can forget the bonus."

Margo gained the impression that "somebody" was The Shadow, and that Allard intended to inform him of the brewing trouble. She still believed that Lamont Cranston had come to Libertad and had established contact with Kent Allard.

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