Ashenden; Or, The British AgentBased on the author's experience in the Intelligence Department during the First World War. All stories feature Ashenden, a writer by profession, drawn into the events of war through the undercover intelligence. |
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... street and the num- ber of a house . When Ashenden walked along next morning to keep his appointment he found himself in a street of rather vulgar red - brick houses in a part of London that had once been fashionable , but was now ...
... street and the num- ber of a house . When Ashenden walked along next morning to keep his appointment he found himself in a street of rather vulgar red - brick houses in a part of London that had once been fashionable , but was now ...
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... streets , talking at a corner to a man whose appearance very much suggested the spy and he would have given a great deal to hear what they said to one another . It had amused him to come across the Count , for in London before the war ...
... streets , talking at a corner to a man whose appearance very much suggested the spy and he would have given a great deal to hear what they said to one another . It had amused him to come across the Count , for in London before the war ...
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... street and stared at her with open mouths . Ashenden was told that Miss King had not been to England since she was first engaged as governess of the prince's mother and he could not but be amazed to think of all she must have seen ...
... street and stared at her with open mouths . Ashenden was told that Miss King had not been to England since she was first engaged as governess of the prince's mother and he could not but be amazed to think of all she must have seen ...
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... street with them . The game played now was contract , with which he was not very familiar , and the stakes were high ; but the game was obviously but a pretext and Ashenden had no notion what other game was being played under the rose ...
... street with them . The game played now was contract , with which he was not very familiar , and the stakes were high ; but the game was obviously but a pretext and Ashenden had no notion what other game was being played under the rose ...
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... streets of that thriving city . They were sitting now in a restaurant on the place to which Ashenden had taken R. on his arrival because it was reputed to give you the best food in that part of France . But since in so crowded a resort ...
... streets of that thriving city . They were sitting now in a restaurant on the place to which Ashenden had taken R. on his arrival because it was reputed to give you the best food in that part of France . But since in so crowded a resort ...
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Page 264 - In her dark melancholy eyes Ashenden saw the boundless steppes of Russia, and the Kremlin with its pealing bells, and the solemn ceremonies of Easter at St. Isaac's, and forests of silver beeches and the Nevsky Prospekt; it was astonishing how much he saw in her eyes.
Page 91 - Ashenden's official existence was as orderly and monotonous as a City clerk's. He saw his spies at stated intervals and paid them their wages; when he could get hold of a new one he engaged him, gave him his instructions and sent him off to Germany; he waited for the information that came through and dispatched it; he went into France once a week to confer with his colleague over the frontier and to receive his orders from London...
Page 3 - Dramatic, isn't it?" he asked. "Do you mean to say that happened the other day?" "The week before last." "Impossible," cried Ashenden. "Why, we've been putting that incident on the stage for sixty years, we've written it in a thousand novels. Do you mean to say that life has only just caught up with us?
Page 263 - Leonidov, also an exile from his native 272 country, and it was after she had been married to him for some years that Ashenden made her acquaintance. It was* at the time when Europe discovered Russia. Everyone was reading the Russian novelists, the Russian dancers captivated the civilized world, and the Russian composers set shivering the sensibility of persons who were beginning to want a change from Wagner. Russian art seized upon Europe with the virulence of an epidemic of influenza.
Page 106 - Holloway's not a very cheerful place, you know.' 'I imagine no prison is,' remarked Ashenden. 'I left her to stew in her own juice for a week before I went to see her. She was in a very pretty state of nerves by then. The wardress told me she'd been in violent hysterics most of the time. I must say she looked like the devil.' 'Is she handsome?' 'You'll see for yourself. She's not my type. I dare say she's better when she's made up and that kind of thing. I talked to her like a Dutch uncle. I put...
Page 4 - Having 178 been given his final instructions, which were 'if you do well you'll get no thanks and if you get into trouble you'll get no help...
Page 148 - They were fat and old and ugly and odd, and they stank. Now, in war-time, Lucerne was as deserted as it must have been before the world at large discovered that Switzerland was the playground of Europe. Most of the hotels were closed, the streets were empty, the rowing boats for hire rocked idly at the water's edge and there was none to take them, and in the avenues by the lake the only persons to be seen were serious Swiss taking their neutrality, like a dachshund, for a walk with them. Ashenden...
Page 143 - Come, come, my dear fellow, do not try to ride the high horse. You do not wish to show me your passport and I will not insist. You are not under the impression that we leave the statements of our agents without corroboration or that we are so foolish as not to keep track of their movements? Even the best of jokes cannot bear an indefinite repetition. I am in peace-time a humorist by profession and I tell you that from bitter experience.
Page 240 - ... thought of them), and though he had been set to do something that was beyond human possibility he did not know this and was prepared to set about his task with confidence. He believed in his own astuteness. Though he had both esteem and admiration for the sensibility of the human race he had little respect for their intelligence: man has always found it easier to sacrifice his life than to learn the multiplication table.
Page 2 - He asked Ashenden a good many questions and then, without further to-do, suggested that he had particular qualifications for the secret service. Ashenden was acquainted with several European languages and his profession was excellent covet; on the pretext that he was writing a book he could without attracting attention visit any neutral country.