The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 221: what you’re looking at

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————_ — =_— om Thorn's green eyes popped with sudden interest. Madden looked at the boy with ill-concealed approval. "Why, that's all right,” he replied. "I'll be glad to arrange it for you. Ah Kim—you drive Mr. Eden in town in half an hour. Savvy?” "All time moah job," complained Ah Kim. "Gettum up sunlise woik woik till sun him drop. You want 'um taxi driver why you no say so?" "What's that?" cried Madden. Ah Kim shrugged. "Allight, boss. I dlive 'um." When, later on, Eden sat in the car beside the Chinese and the ranch was well behind them, Chan regarded him questioningly. "Now you produce big mystery," he said. "Barstow on business has somewhat unexpected sound to me." Eden laughed. "Orders from the big chief," he replied. "I'm to go down there and meet Al Draycott—and the pearls.” For a moment Chan's free hand rested on his waist and the "undigestible" burden that still lay there. "Madden changes fickle mind again?" he inquired. "That's just what he's done.” Eden related the purport of the millionaire's call on him the night before. 221 comiicboeoe S CO