The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 246: what you’re looking at

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Reef ccd a week—goin' to make a stop there with my old friend, Slim Jones. Porter J. Jones, Real Estate—you kin git me there. I'm makin' you a fair proposition—don't you say SO, MiSs?" The girl smiled at him. "Seems fair to me," she admitted. "It's hardly according to Hoyle," said Eden. "But you have been mighty kind. I don't want to see you stifle in a city—though I find it hard to believe you and I are talking about the same Eldorado. However, we're going to part friends, Mr. Cherry. I'll take your suggestion—I'll go back with what you've told me—it's certainly very enlightening. And I'll keep you out of it—if I can.” The old man got painfully to his feet. "Shake," he said. "You're a white man, an' no mistake. I ain't tryin' to save Madden—I'll go on the stand if I have to. But with what I've told you, maybe you can land him without me figurin’ in it." "We'll have to go along,” Eden told him. He laughed. "I don't care what the book of etiquette says—Mr. Cherry, I'm very pleased to have met you.” "Same here," returned Cherry. "Like a talk now an’ then with a good listener. An' the chance to look at a pretty gal—well, say, I don't need no specs to enjoy that." They said good-bye, and left the lonely old man standing by the trolley-car there on the barren desert. For a long moment they rode in silence. 246 comiicboeoe S CO