John le Carré
Books and Quotes Collection
A Perfect Spy
1986
A strong sea wind lashed at his city suit, salt rain stung his eyes, balls of spume skimmed across his path.
What assignations followed we can never know, except that, according to Morrie, Rick did once boast that there was more than cake and lemon barley waiting for him up at The Glades when he delivered the church magazine.
In safe flats and dark restaurants, never the same one twice, we ate quiet meals, exchanged our goods and gazed upon each other with the incredulous contentment that passes between mountaineers when they are standing on the peak.