Title: Ashenden: or, The British Agent Author: Maugham, W. Somerset [William Somerset] () Date of first publication: A set of short stories, connected in theme, featuring Ashenden, “a writer by profession”, who is now a member of the British Secret Service. Like Ian Fleming . Ashenden; or, the British Agent, by W. Somerset Maugham is not the first secret agent novel in English. Joseph Conrad’s The Secret Agent.
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His locales—Geneva, Naples, Paris, Basle, Lucerne, Petrograd—are efficiently and convincingly created, and provide a fine backdrop for Ashenden’s encounters with many memorable characters: She had charm and she had wit. Christopher Oxford reads the audiobook.
I do not know. He waved his hand to the papers on his table. Thanks for telling us about the problem. He took pains to be extremely civil to Ashenden. But nothing aehenden so foolish as to ascribe profundity to what on the surface is merely inept; it is a pitfall into which many an ingenuous reviewer has fallen headlong. I asked her where she was going.
Ashenden gave him one and on this the Colonel scribbled in pencil the name of a street and the number of a house. Chris 6 March at At last he flung himself against the back of his seat. The short story of Giulia Lazzari is a blend of Gullick’s attempts to assassinate Chattopadhyaya and Mata Hari ‘s story.
Bernard Norcott-Mahany, a library technical assistant at the Lucile H. Open Preview See a Problem? It is funny, she knew the aehenden of your room. I gave the book 4 stars because of the timeless aspects of both the language and Maugham’s criticism of human behavior. Not all the tales are about espionage per se Maugham stops to spin out a long confessional story about a British diplomat’s long-ago affair with a cabaret dancer and to sketch in the hapless and doomed attempt of a moneyed suburban American businessman trying to do business in Ashenven on the eve Very clever literary spy tale, built up out of shorter pieces and nominally drawn from stories Ashenddn heard or experienced during his own time with the British secret service during the Great War.
The spy was a stocky little fellow, shabbily dressed, brirish a bullet-shaped head, close-cropped, fair, with shifty blue eyes and a sallow skin.
As they try to evacuate, the business man insists on getting back his laundry that had been sent out. If it is your own money I do not want to win any more of it.
Very clever literary spy tale, built up out of britjsh pieces and nominally drawn from stories Maugham heard or experienced during his own time with the British secret service during the Great War. He was not quite sure, but it seemed to him that he hesitated. It increased if anything the cordiality of his relations with her.
Hardly any big secrets, but bbritish spy game is qshenden often about getting britis secrets–more about getting lots of little bits of intel, each useless in itself, that ultimately piece together into something dangerous. He would have liked to pat them gently. He was concerned with the beginning or the end of it, perhaps, or brtish some incident in the middle, but what his own doings led to he had seldom a chance of discovering.
It is more a series of stories which are grouped together as the adventures of Ashenden. I do not think they were very well done. Of course if it had been possible I would have sent for an ambulance and had her taken to the hospital, but the doctor said she might die before we got her downstairs and absolutely refused to let me.
Ashenden asked himself whether this event had anything to do with the unusual presence in the dining-room of Prince Ali. As it turned out, that wasn’t as straightforward a task as I’d hoped, because there are in fact two versions of the preface. Have a little patience and I’m sure you’ll be able to say anything you want.
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ashendwn This involves an Indian nationalist, Chandra Lal, who is trying to foment revolution in India. When you hear the phrase “spy fiction,” two words slide into your mind like a couple of olives in a martini: He had he flattered himself few illusions about himself, and so far as bridge was concerned none. She stopped at Ashdnden table.
Not all the tales are about espionage per se Maugham stops to spin out a long confessional story about a British diplomat’s long-ago affair with a cabaret dancer and to sketch in the hapless and doomed attempt of a moneyed suburban American businessman trying to do business in Petrograd on the eve qshenden the Bolshevik coup. Her surname, so far from Teutonic, she owed to her grandfather, a Yorkshire stable-boy, who had been taken over to Austria by a Prince Blankenstein early in the nineteenth century.
Book Glutton 10 March at She said that the girl was not an inmate, but came there only from time to time and tge left. In the tale told by an ambassador, in a literary sleight of hand, a man speaks of another where Maugham is clearly speaking of himself in the voice of the first.
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Ashenden was acquainted with several European languages and his profession was excellent cover; on the pretext that he was brjtish a book he could without attracting attention visit any neutral country. But now the Baroness de Higgins, having finished her dinner, gathered up her handkerchief and her bag, and with waiters bowing on either side sailed down the spacious room.
Its “datedness” meant it was slightly drawn out at times and therefore slightly boring at times. Two sailors tramped past him heavily, their heads bent down to save themselves from the sleet that blew in their faces, and one of them shouted to him: