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132 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 1936
...She showed him that she had phials of dye secreted in the belt - a part of a spy's equipment. She made him rub it on his face and hands. She fixed a small band behind his ears which pulled his eyes up at the corners, giving them a slant.
And you said I was loathesome. Oh, but you did. And if you didn't say it, I saw it in your eyes. It's there now. You think I am ugly, but I can be very pleasant. Very pleasant.
But the eyes were the worst. They were not black, they were an unhealthy, mud blue color, like bichloride of mercury. The lids were half lowered over the protruding pupils.
Funny girl, that Russian. She had kept him from questioning her by the sheer force of her personality. She seemed to have some numbing power over him which fell as tangible as a cloak.
He felt angry at that. It didn't make him feel strong or masculine.
There is Takeki [the spy he was supposed to kill], foreigner," said the officer again.
Kurt swallowed hard.
He was staring at Varinka Savischna [The Russian lady].
The food gagged him suddenly. He realized then that this Takeki and Varinka were one and the same person.
He stopped and she showed him that he had phials of dye secreted in the belt--part of a spy's equipment. She made him rub it on his face and hands. She fixed a small band behind his ears which pulled his eyes up at the corners, giving them a slant.