The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 135: what you’re looking at

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a, Hart's gun—the one that's gone from the living-room. We must tell Mr. Chan about that." Chan shrugged. "Spare yourself trouble," he advised. "Already last night I have noted empty locality deserted by that weapon. I also found this, in waste-basket." He took a small crumpled card from his pocket, a typewritten card which read: "Presented to P.J. Madden by William S. Hart. September 29, 1923." Will Holley nodded and handed it back. "All day," continued Chan, "I search for missing movie pistol. Without success—so far.” Will Holley rose, and warmly shook Chan's hand. "Mr. Chan," he said, "permit me to go on record here and now to the effect that you're all right." He turned to Bob Eden. "Don't ever come to me for advice again. You follow Mr. Chan." Eden nodded. "I think I will,” he said. "Think more deeply," suggested Chan. "To follow an old woman. Where is the honor there?" Eden laughed. "Oh, forget it, Charlie. I apologize with all my heart.” Chan beamed. "Thanks warmly. Then all is settled. We do not hand over pearls tonight, I think?" "No, of course we don't," agreed Eden. "We're on the trail of something—heaven knows what. It's all up to you, Charlie, from now on. I follow where you lead." 135 comiicboeoe S CO