A shadow raced toward him and he looked up, into the sun.

The Shadow turned, too late, and raced to the window.

The Shadow raced toward the sound that came from the far end of the street.

The Shadow raced back toward the secret door of the house.

The Shadow raced to the place where he had hidden his own car.

The Shadow raced out of the study to the front staircase.

Shadows in the fog raced behind him, but he could not even be certain of their number.

The Shadow raced toward his goal, now with a double purpose.

The Shadow raced on and up in the dark stairwell.

Below, men looked up in alarm as the silent shadow raced over them.