It was a weird burst of departing laughter; from the depths of the first floor hall, near the side door that led from this old house. Chilling, solemn mirth; more a knell than a token of elation. Eerily it shivered to a shuddering climax. A host of echoes faded into nothingness.
The author of that mirth was gone. The parting laugh had sounded the final triumph of The Shadow.
THE END
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