I was surprised to come across in a local bookstore this reprint of a Helen MacInnes espionage thriller from 1966 that I'd never read. It turns out that Titan Books is re-publishing many of this "queen of spy writers'" works. MacInnes, a Scot who later with her husband became an American citizen, first wrote of the Nazis and WWII and its political aftermath and then the Cold War. Fluent in French and German, she became aware of Nazi violence and the growing menace of Hitler during her and her husband's travels in Germany in the early 30's and kept a diary which lead to her first book a decade later published in the midst of the war. I read quite a bit of MacInnes back in the 70's and 80's and own a number of her mass market paperbacks. Reading tastes change, but I used to love reading suspense novels set in Europe written with a good eye for local color. Especially set in Greece as this novel is, where I spent a wonderful summer going around the country studying archaeology. (I was delighted that while in Athens, not only did the main character hang out with fun-loving scholars from the American School where I studied, but that one of the main good guy spies was an associate there. It is not surprising since MacInnes's husband was a classics scholar and professor at Columbia.) The story begins in Paris, travels to Athens, and then to Mykonos. As is the case in most of MacInnes's novels, the protagonist is a man, typically a scholar, writer, or lawyer - a quiet, intelligent, and capable type - who is not a spy or diplomat by trade, but a bystander who gets caught and drawn into international intrigue. John Craig, an historian, underplayed his real interests, too, as if he thought intellectual display was just another form of boasting, unnecessary if you were any good, embarrassing if you weren't. Craig runs into a former archaeology professor of his from Columbia, a Jew who survived a concentration camp, who was in Paris to testify against certain Nazis. While stopping for a drink at a cafe, the professor is approached by someone he tries to ignore. After the man leaves, he tells Craig that the man was a Nazi turned Communist that he knew as a boy, and the man wanted him to recognize him and feel threatened. The next day the professor turns up dead and Craig is drawn into a chain of events.
It took some concentration to get into this story, as there are numerous characters, mostly male, who are a part of an American diplomatic group and undercover intelligence agents, and their English, French, Russian, and Greek counterparts. Craig's connection is through his brother-in-law, a diplomat coming home from a stint in Moscow, passing through Paris on his way back home with his wife, Craig's sister. At a party Craig meets the diplomatic team, and relates his meeting with his professor. When it turns out that the professor was possibly murdered, and Craig was the last person to talk with him, the intelligent agents become quite interested in Craig. The narrative jumps around from Craig to the intelligence agents to the soviets and it takes several chapters for it to come together, while I tried to keep the characters straight. I do have to say that I guessed the double agent immediately from his first introduction. That did not interfere with the suspense, though, as the culprit is narrowed down to two men, and of course I couldn't be certain. As is also typical in a MacInnes novel, there is a little romance with a heroine who is attractive and intelligent like the male lead. She gets little time here, though, but there are two female intelligent agents, one on the good side, one on the bad, who play their roles. They of course have to be decorative in order to attract their prey, and are in typical female roles of the time as secretaries, hostesses, and interior designers, not to mention arm candy. So it must be noted here that though this is written by a woman, it is very much of its time, and gender roles are well established. MacInnes herself was in her late fifties when this was published, as she was born in 1907, and sometimes her observations about younger people's mode of dress in the swinging sixties seem like an old-fashioned great aunt's. Her understanding of intelligence maneuverings seems well-founded, though, as her husband had served in the British MI6, even though the newest Bond-type gadgets seem ridiculously primitive in our technological age.
The unsettling tenor of current events had me wanting to read an espionage novel again, so this was a timely find. I enjoy MacInnes's books, and her intelligent, cultivated, and caring heroes, even if they are a bit straight-laced. The action and suspense are not as violent or as edgy as those thrillers of today, which suits me fine. There is some violence, as the subject matter would indicate, but the worst of it is only hinted at. This was a re-visit to a former era, which suddenly seems to be relevant again. I would recommend to those who like an espionage suspense tale that is intelligent, while lighter and less depressing than some of the grimmer novels of this genre. Three and a half stars rounded up.