The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 311: what you’re looking at

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= "Well, Charlie, I've been busy,” said Eden. He went over his activities of the morning. "When the old boy came back to the ranch the other night, he must have been oozing cash at every pore. I tell you, Holley's right. He's being blackmailed." "Seems that way," agreed Chan. "Here is another thought. Madden has killed a man, and fears discovery. He gets huge sum together so if necessity arouses he can flee with plenty cash until affair blows overhead. How is that?” "By George—it's possible," admitted Eden. "To be considered," replied Chan. "Suggest now we visit caretaker at local home.” A yellow taxi carried them to Orange Grove Avenue. Chan's black eyes sparkled as they drove through the cheerful handsome city. When they turned off under the shade of the pepper trees lining the favorite street of the millionaires, the detective regarded the big houses with awe. "Impressive sight for one born in thatched hut by side of muddy river," he announced. "Rich men here live like emperors. Does it bring content?” "Charlie," said Eden, "I'm worried about this caretaker business. Suppose he reports our call to Madden. We're sunk." "Without bubble showing. But what did I say—we accept long chance and hope for happy luck." 211 comiicboeoe S CO