The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 320: what you’re looking at

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———_— . =- on been yesterday at Madden's ranch—the actor known as "Pop." "Hello," cried Paula Wendell. "Maybe Pop can help you.” She hailed him. "Know where we can find Eddie Boston?" she inquired. As Pop joined them, Charlie Chan stepped back into a dark corner. "Why—how are you, Mr. Eden?" the old man said. "You want to see Eddie Boston, you say?" "T'd like to—yes." "That's too bad. You won't find him in Hollywood." "Why not? Where is he?" "On his way to San Francisco by this time,” Pop answered. "At least, that was where he was going when I saw him late last night.” "San Francisco? What's he going there for?" asked Eden, amazed. "One grand outbreak, to hear him tell it. You know, it looks to me like Eddie's come into a bit of money." "He has, has he?" Eden's eyes narrowed. "I met him on the street last night when we got in from the desert. He'd come by train, and I asked him why. 'Had some rush business to attend to, Pop,’ he says. 'I'm off to Frisco in the morning. Things are looking up. Now 290 comiicboeoe S CO