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Compared to me last night, Rip Van Winkle had insomnia. And heres one Bat
Masterson used to tote.
So your father sent youhere to reconnoiter? In memory
of old times, there remainslittle I would not do for Miss Sally.
Twelve years
ago, when I was a reporter inNew York. My business with Madden is still
unfinished.
I figured that if he was out, wecould leave a message.
On his perch
in the patio, opposite Edens window, Tony was busy with hisown breakfast.
Gone
off to play golf somewhere, andnobody knows where.
Again thecry, and then a
queer, choked voice: Help! I suppose hes at Burlingame, he said over the
wire.
And its goodto get away from the mob, now and then. I got toEldorado two
nights ago, and drove out to Maddens at once. Not very happy position for me,
he said, that Imust argue with bright boy like you are.
Look at
tomorrowsEldorado Times and youll find the big story, under the personals.
Read
about Louie Wongs bigtrip to San Francisco.
Gee fung low hop, added Tony,
somewhat feebly.
His great head was tossing angrily as he went out. Ah Kim
arrived on noiseless feet to clear away thebreakfast. Then you never intended
to give that interview toHolley? Howfortunate I mastered that art in far-away
youth.
You come long, boss, said his confederate loudly. You yourself hear
parrot scream out of thedark.
Gee fung low hop, added Tony, somewhat
feebly.
Bob Eden got out and, unlatching the gate, swung it open.
And then the
shrill cry of the parrot out ofthe desert night.
I cant help thinking of that
old song, he said. What had Charlie Chan been talking about, anyhow? Well, he
said, and his voice was somehow gentler, youve taken a lotof trouble for me,
Mr. And its goodto get away from the mob, now and then. I could bring the
typewriter in here, began the secretary.
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