The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 84: what you’re looking at

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a Mr. Eden, and I'd like to oblige you." He fumed to Holley. "Look here—nothing much, you know. Just a few words about business prospects for the coming year." "That would be extremely kind of you, Mr. Madden." "Oh, it's all right. I'm away out here, and I feel a bit differently about the newspapers than I do at home. I'll dictate something to Thorn—suppose you run out here tomorrow about noon." "I certainly will," said Holley, rising. "You don't know what this means to me, sir. I must hurry back to town.” He shook hands with the millionaire, then with Bob Eden. His eyes as he looked at the latter said; "Well, everything's all right, after all. I'm glad." He paused at the door. "Good-bye—until tomorrow,” he added. Thorn let him out. The door had barely closed behind the editor when Madden leaned forward eagerly. His manner had changed; suddenly, like an electric shock, the boy felt the force of this famous personality. "Now, Mr. Eden,” he began briskly, "you've got the pearls, of course?" Eden felt extremely silly. All their fears seemed so futile here in this bright, home-like room. "Well, as a matter of fact—" he stammered. A glass door at the rear of the room opened, and someone entered. Eden did not look round; he waited. Presently the newcomer stepped between him and the 84 comiicboeoe S CO