The Shadow rode the freight elevator to the top floor.

The Shadow rode back to town on the elevated.

The Shadow, triumphant, was riding into his chosen realm of night.

The Shadow had been riding the prow of the boat.

The Shadow was riding with them to safety!

The sound meant motion, for it went with the vehicle in which The Shadow rode.

The big Shadow rode rock-steady along the perspective of the road.

Crime was on its way, but The Shadow had ridden ahead!

The cab in which The Shadow rode was his own.

With a few hours remaining until midnight, The Shadow first rode back to his hotel.