The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 322: what you’re looking at

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a, "Yes—you know. A deserted mining town. So it's me for the Petticoat Mine again.” "Where's that?" "Up in the hills about seventeen miles from Eldorado. Petticoat Mine had three thousand citizens ten years ago, but there's not a living soul there today. Just ruins, like Pompeii. I'll have to show it to you—it's mighty interesting." "That's a promise," Eden returned. "We'll see you back on your dear old desert." "Warmest thanks for permitting close inspection of picture factory," Chan remarked. "Always a glowing item on the scroll of memory." "It was fun for me," answered the girl. "Sorry you must " go. On the trolley bound for Los Angeles, Eden turned to the Chinese. "Don't you ever get discouraged, Charlie?” he inquired. "Not while work remains to do," the detective replied. "This Miss Fitzgerald. Songbird, perhaps, but she will not have flown." "You'd better talk with her—" Eden began. But Chan shook his head 209 comiicboeoe S CO