From them, again came that whispered laugh — an echo of the same weird tone that had reverberated in strident triumph at the death of a Darvin Rochelle.
The laugh of The Shadow! It was the token of the master who had played three parts in a grim, unrelenting game.
Deaths had been avenged. Lives had been saved. Justice ruled, with the threat of a continent in chaos safely ended.
These were the reasons for the triumph laugh of The Shadow!
THE END