The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 211: what you’re looking at

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———_ | =. oe entering the yard. Thorn and the girl, perhaps—but evidently Madden didn't think so, for he said: "That's the doctor. Ah Kim!" The servant appeared. "Show the lady out here." "Well, she doesn't want to see me," Gamble said, getting up. "I'll go in and find a book." Madden looked at Bob Eden, but the boy remained where he was. "The doctor's a friend of mine," he explained. "Is that so,” growled Madden. "Yes—I met her yesterday morning. A wonderful woman." Doctor Whitcomb appeared. "Well, Mr. Madden?" She shook hands. "It's a great pleasure to have you with us again." "Thanks," said Madden coolly. "You know Mr. Eden, I believe?" "Oh, hello," smiled the woman. "Glad to see you. Not very pleased with you, however. You didn't drop in today.” "Rather busy," Eden replied. "Won't you sit down, please.” He brought forward a chair; it seemed that Madden needed a hint or two on hospitality. The guest sank into 211 comiicboeoe S CO