Sublime

The mud isn’t so bad, at first. He wades through it with barely a grimace. It’s no worse than Agincourt, or the Somme. At least there’s no bullets flying, no hot shell fragments raining down or French coursers charging at him. The only problem is the mail, which weighs him down. And Christ, it’s a hot day. Summers never used to be this hot, he’s su

“I don’t accept that condition,” Leamas continued. “You know as well as I do it wouldn’t work. I want to draw the fifteen thousand and get clear. Your people have a rough way with defected agents; so have mine. I’m not going to sit on my fanny in St. Moritz while you roll up every network I’ve given you. They’re not fools; they’d know who to look f

The Abwehr intelligence service employed two kinds of cipher. German secret agents in the field were given simple systems you could work out with pencil and paper (sometimes called manual or hand ciphers) to scramble the messages they sent by wireless to their controllers. These were the twigs and branches of secret communications. The ‘ham radio’