The Shadow could feel a breeze from the open window.
The Shadow recognized the illusion, and could feel its sway.
The Shadow felt weak; he attributed that to his need of food.
Though the top man, The Shadow felt the heavy shock.
The Shadow felt about for his hat; found it.
Shadow felt that he'd made a decision; something big and strange.
Shadow felt his world begin to spin away from him.
That man, The Shadow felt sure, would not be difficult to find.
The Shadow, using every ounce of pressure in wrist and hand, felt the gun move suddenly aside.
Shadow felt he was having a conversation with half a dozen different people.