The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 149: what you’re looking at

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Rei teed out here best," he went on. "A bit chilly, maybe, but you get close to the desert. Ever notice how white the stars are in this country?" Eden looked at him with surprise. "Sure—I've noticed,” he said. "But I never dreamed you had, old boy," he added to himself. Inside, Thorn was busy at the radio. A horrible medley of bedtime stories, violin solos, and lectures on health and beauty drifted out to them. And then the shrill voice of a woman, urging sinners to repent. "Get Denver," Madden called loudly. "I'm trying, Chief," answered Thorn. "If I must listen to the confounded thing," Madden added to the boy, "I want what I hear to come from far away. Over the mountains and the plains—there's romance in that." The radio swept suddenly into a brisk band tune. "That's it," nodded Madden. "The orchestra at the Brown Palace in Denver—perhaps my girl is dancing to that very music at this moment. Poor kid— she'll wonder what's become of me. I promised to be there two days ago. Thorn!" The secretary appeared at the door. "Yes, Chief?" "Remind me to send Evelyn a wire in the morning." "T'll do that, Chief," said Thorn, and vanished. 149 comiicboeoe S CO