Six-Day Week, by Alan Gardner (Muller, 18s.). Recipe for an
exciting book : one foreign correspondent in Rome, one missing colleague, one beautiful girl, and a vicious Communist plot. Shake violently together till a chain reaction sets in. Result: another success for Mr Gardner. This must be finished at a sitting. The Black Attendant, by Hugh McCutchenn (John Long, 15s.). A clue: 'Remember the Maine'. . . it was not until Detective-Sergeant Jimmy Carroll heard these words that the whole series of odd happenings began to fall together. By then he was inextricably committed with the Soho gamine Jenny and the sinister, pro-Castro Ramon Espada. A very good thriller. The Hidden Face, by Victor Canning (Hodder and Stoughton, 18s.). Despite the fact that I rightly suspected what the outcome would be, and despite the im- possible and lethal situations almost too easily coped with, I found this a very good book indeed. Mr Canning is a born story-teller who holds his readers continuously with his plot and with the sympathy they develop for his very likeable characters. By the way, there's a new Mickey Spillane—The Death Dealers (Arthur Barker,
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