Normally Sunday is Noir Sunday at this reviewer's household. However it seemed a shame to let all these wonderful pulps sit on a shelf unread...so this is now pulp Sunday! I chose Shadowed Millions as the object of my attentions. I have never been as much of a fan of The Shadow as I am of Doc Savage or The Spider, plus I normally find Walter B Gibson's writing to be rather turgid. However "Maxwell Grant" moves things along at a good clip in Shadowed Millions, and the story is chock full of action, intrigue, and that blessed goofiness and mangled syntax that often characterized these novels. In this one a bunch of American investors are purchasing exclusive mineral rights in a relatively unspoiled corner of South American real estate-is it swindle? How to get the investor's money where it is intended to go? Double crosses and murder ensue, and of course The Shadow-along with the usual suspects such as Burbank, Harry Vincent and company-are involved. The question of whether the original investors intentions are moral or legal is never raised, but you really cannot expect that from a pulp story-in the fictional milieu of the 1930's most of the great pulps take place in America may have fallen on some hard times but she was always right, and by extension so were the Captains of Industry. At least in the popular fiction of the day.