The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 348: what you’re looking at

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oe —— "Hey!" cried the millionaire. "Hey yourself,” muttered Eden. The editor was backing his car, and with amazing speed he swung it round. They were off down the road, the throttle wide open. "What could have happened?" Eden asked. "I don't know. It's a dangerous place, that old mine. Shafts sunk all over—the mouths of some of them hidden by underbrush. Shafts several hundred feet deep "Faster," pleaded Eden. "Going the limit now," Holley replied. "Madden seemed interested in your departure, didn't he? I take it you haven't given him the pearls." "No. Something new broke tonight." Eden told of the voice over the radio. "Ever strike you that we may have been cuckoo from the start? No one even slightly damaged at the ranch, after all?" "Quite possible,” the editor admitted. "Well, that can wait. It's Paula Wendell now.” Another car was coming toward them with reckless speed. Holley swung out, and the two cars grazed in passing. "Who was that?" wondered Eden. 348 comiicboeoe S CO