The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 228: what you’re looking at

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= Eden smiled happily. Certainly one had few opportunities to look into eyes like hers. "What station do we get off at?" he inquired. "We? I thought you said—" "The truth isn't in me, these days. Barstow doesn't need my presence any more than you need a beauty doctor. Lonely Canyon, after today, will have to change its name." "Good," she answered. "We get off at Seven Palms. The old rancher who rents me a horse will find one for you, I'm sure." "I'm not precisely dressed for the role," admitted Eden. "But I trust it will be all the same to the horse.” The horse didn't appear to mind. His rather dejected manner suggested that he had expected something like this. They left the tiny settlhement known as Seven Palms and cantered off across the desert. "For to admire and for to see, for to behold this world so wide," said Eden. "Never realized how very wide it was until I came down here." "Beginning to like the desert?" the girl inquired. "Well, there's something about it," he admitted. "It grows on you, that's a fact. I don't know that I could put the feeling into words." 228 comiicboeoe S CO