The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 251: what you’re looking at

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————_— .— o-oo awes them with greatness, and escapes Scotch-free. None of the sheriff, please—unless maybe you lose faith in Detective-Sergeant Chan." "Never for a minute, Charlie," Eden answered. "Wipe out that suggestion. The case is yours.” Chan bowed. "You're pretty good, thanks. Such a tipsy- turvy puzzle rouses professional pride. I will get to bottom of it or lose entire face. Be good enough to watch " me. "T'll be watching," Eden answered. "Well, shall we go along?” In front of the Desert Edge Hotel Bob Eden held out his hand to the girl. "The end of a perfect day," he said. "Except for one thing." "Yes? What thing?" "Wilbur. I'm beginning to find the thought of him intolerable." "Poor Jack. You're so hard on him. Good night—and—" "And what?" "Be careful, won't you? Out at the ranch, I mean." "Always careful—on ranches—everywhere. Good night." As they sped over the dark road to Madden's, Chan was thoughtfully silent. He and Eden parted in the yard. 251 comiicboeoe S CO