KANE looked at her appreciatively. "I don't know whether anybody's ever told you, but you've got the swellest pair of legs I've ever seen" he said. Valetta looked at him sideways along her dark eyelashes. He thought she was very beautiful; her mouth delicate, sensitive, almost tremulous. He could look at her for hours on end. It was that sort of mouth...
And.... here we have some more fiction about World War II--in this case from the pen of pulp writer Peter Cheyney. Firstly published in 1942, this book contains three linked novellas about two spies/assassins working for the British Government. Though they are definitely working on the side of
good, they are not particularly moral characters, nor do they operate by a gentlemanly code. The whole thing is altogether more gritty than the previous generation of spy thrillers, and seems to have been influenced by hard-boiled detective fiction (another genre in which Peter Cheyney specialised!)
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