The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 305: what you’re looking at

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a. "Certainly am. Your weight will help to keep the car on the road." "Lady, you surely can flatter," he told her. "I'll drive, if you like." "No, thanks—I guess I'd better. I know the roads." "You're always so efficient, you make me nervous," he commented. "I wasn't so efficient when it came to Eddie Boston. I'm sorry about that.” "Don't you worry. Eddie's a tough bird. Chan and I will try him presently.” "Where does the big mystery stand now?" asked the girl. "It stands there leering at us," the boy replied. "Just as it always has." For a time they speculated on Madden's unexplained murder of Delaney. Meanwhile they were climbing between the hills, while the night gathered about them. Presently they dropped down into a green fertile valley, fragrant with the scent of blossoms. "Um," sighed Eden, breathing deep. "Smells pretty. What is it?” The girl glanced at him. "You poor, benighted soul. Orange blossoms." "Oh! Well, naturally I couldn't be expected to know that." 305 comiicboeoe S CO