The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 187: what you’re looking at

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= mean. Just my old Chink, Louie Wong." Ah Kim had entered in time to hear this speech, and his eyes blazed for a moment as they rested on the callous face of the millionaire. "Louie?" said the constable. He went over to the couch. "Why, poor old Louie. Harmless as they come, he was. Can't figure who'd have anything against old Louie.” The coroner, a brisk young man, also went to the couch and began an examination. Constable Brackett turned to Madden. "Now, we'll make just as little trouble as we can, Mr. Madden,” he promised. Evidently he was much in awe of this great man. "But I don't like this. It reflects on me. I got to ask a few questions. You see that, don't you?" "Of course," answered Madden. "Fire away. I'm sorry, but I can't tell you a thing. I was in my room when my secretary'—he indicated Thorn—"came in and said that Mr. Eden here had just driven into the yard with the dead body of Louie in the car.” The constable turned with interest to Eden. "Where'd you find him?" he inquired. "He was perfectly all right when I picked him up," Eden explained. He launched into his story—the meeting with Louie at the Oasis, the ride across the desert, the stop at the gate, and finally the gruesome discovery in the yard. The constable shook his head. 187 comiicboeoe S CO