The Chinese Parrot (Charlie Chan Detective Series) — page 66: what you’re looking at

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Ea. "Hello, Will. See what I found at the Oasis Cafe." Holley smiled. "You would find him," he said. "You're the only one I know who can discover anything worth while in Eldorado. My boy, I don't know who you are, but run away before this desert gets you." "T've a letter to you, Mr. Holley,” Eden said. He took it from his pocket. "It's from an old friend of yours—Harry Fladgate." "Harry Fladgate," repeated Holley softly. He read the letter through. "A voice from the past," he said. "The past when we were boys together on the old Sun, in New York. Say—that was a newspaper!" He was silent for a moment, staring out at the desert night. "Harry says you're here on business of some sort,” he added. "Why, yes," Eden replied. "I'll tell you about it later. Just at present I want to hire a car to take me out to the Madden ranch." "You want to see P.J. himself?” "Yes, just as soon as possible. He's out there, isn't he?” Holley nodded. "Yes—he's supposed to be. However, I haven't seen him. It's rumored he came by motor the other day from Barstow. This young woman can tell you more about him than I can. By the way, have you two met each other, or are you just taking a stroll together in the moonlight?" 66 comiicboeoe S CO