First published in 1936, “The Traitor” was written by Sydney Horler (1888 – 1954) who was a prolific thriller writer from the 1920’s. Although his books were labelled, “Horler for excitement!” his books went out of print after his death. Even during his lifetime, he attracted negative comments from such writers as Dorothy L. Sayers. Although his work was derided, his books were incredibly popular during his lifetime, his main character being “Tiger” Standish and his books belong to the “Snobbery with Violence” school as Alan Bennett famously termed it (Colin Watson borrowed this for his 1971 book on crime fiction). I was delighted to see that Poisoned Pen Press are re-issuing some of the British Library Crime Classics and Spy Classics from the Golden Age of crime fiction (generally the period between the wars). Although it has to be said that thrillers during that period tended to be on the ‘pulpy’ side, despite any shortcomings these are fascinating glimpses into a vanished era and demonstrate issues that were relevant at the time.
This novel begins during WWI, when Captain Alan Clinton is in Paris with some top secret dispatch papers. While there he meets an old school friend, Captain Peter Mallory, who rebukes him when he discovers that Clinton is meeting up with a woman – Mallory has recently been rejected by the woman he loves, while Clinton’s invalid wife, Cynthia, and his adopted son are back home in England. However, the woman that Clinton is meeting, the beautiful young Mademoiselle Marie Roget, turns out to really be the spy Minna Braun. Having drugged Clinton, Lieutenant von Ritter leaps out from behind a painting in Clinton’s room and copies the top secret papers, leading to the British suffering a bloodbath in which over 5,000 men are killed. There is lots of jingoistic language, from both sides, in this book, with von Ritter using terms such as, “English swine dog!” to describe Clinton. However, when Clinton is called to account, he uses Mallory as his alibi and this action has consequences for the characters once we fast forward to 1935, when we meet them again.
Horler has changed the shape of Europe somewhat, but while Kuhnreich is called the Supreme Dictator of the mighty Empire of Ronstadt; it is obviously Germany and Hitler (rumoured to be a hopeless neurotic) that is being written about. Minna Braun is about to be re-called into service by the intelligence service (the leader of which is also obviously Himmler re-cast) and, although unwilling, is trapped into working for the ‘fanatical madmen’ of Ronstadt. Among other things, the secret agents are keen to discover whether a chemist in the North of England has at last found a ray that will short circuit a magneto (whatever that means!). It is obvious that hostile aircraft were going to be the deciding factor in any new war and this research will, apparently, put out of action the engines of hostile aircraft.
Coincidentally, Alan Clinton’s adopted son, Bobby Wingate, is about to visit Paris. Clinton is now a Colonel and works for M15, while Bobby is a young army officer with money troubles. Rosemary Allister is in love with Bobby, but he claims he does not have enough money to make her an offer of marriage. However, Bobby turns out to be as misguided as his adopted father and gets himself into all sorts of trouble on the Continent. When Rosemary goes to work for Sir Brian Fordingham, Chief of a branch of the British Secret Service, she realises that Bobby’s actions are about to get him labelled as a traitor.
This novel features all kinds of chases and excitement. Bobby meets up with the beautiful Minna Braun and falls for her charms as his father did, leading to mysterious packages being delivered, arrests, blackmail and the young Bobby coming under the scrutiny of the secret service. At times I did wonder why the intelligent and resourceful young Rosemary really cared what happened to Bobby Wingate. However, she had obviously decided that this upright, rather unimaginative young man, was the one for her and so she sets out to clear his name. As a personal read, I suppose I would give this a 3.5. Many of the characters are clichéd; with all the British male characters in particular being of the upstanding and noble sort, who attempt to shield the helpless female at all times while getting themselves into all sorts of scrapes and never once feeling they are being disloyal to their own wives or girlfriends back home. Women are either good or bad and, if good, are immediately able to spot the baddie and get people of immense importance to listen to them. However, the real joy in this book lies in its historical interest. Sydney Horler may be largely forgotten now, but he was incredibly popular in his time and – if you enjoy early crime or thriller novels – it is interesting to read books from that era. As such, because it is wonderful to have such previously difficult to find books back in print, I have given this a rating of 4.0, as I think this is a good example of pulp spy novels from the era and I am glad I read it. Lastly, I received a copy of this book from the publisher, via NetGalley, for review.