The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 47: what you’re looking at

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2 ee The girl rose and came forward. "Even on the desert," she said, "there are telephones." Charlie looked at her with sudden interest. "On the desert," he repeated. "Most assuredly. Only two days ago I had a long distance call for a ranch near Eldorado. A ranch named —but I do not remember." "Perhaps—the ranch of Madden," said Chan hopefully. She nodded. "Yes—that was the name. It was a most unusual call." "And it came from Chinatown?" "Of course. From the bowl shop of Wong Ching, in Jackson Street. He desired to speak to his relative, Louie Wong, caretaker on Madden's Ranch. The number. Eldorado 76." Chan dissembled his eagerness, but his heart was beating faster. He was of the foreign devil police now. "Perhaps you heard what was said?" "Louie Wong must come to San Francisco at once. Much money and a fine position awaited him here—" "Haie!" cut in Kee Lim. "It is not fitting that you reveal thus the secrets of your white devil profession. Even to one of the family of Chan.” "You are right, ever wise cousin," Charlie agreed. He turned to the girl. "You and I, little blossom, will meet 47 comiicboeoe S CO