I shan't say that Greek Fire is written with 'professionalism' or 'competence', as this would suggest that I put a premium on amateurishness and incompetence. (Some reviewers might do well to give some thought to antonyms.) This is an unexacting, workmanlike, blood-heat-and-no-more thriller about an American involved in Greek politics, and a bad, beautiful woman with a heart of plutonium. I should not respect it more if it were exacting and unworkmanlike. Mr. Graham knows precisely what he means to do, which is, to produce rather thrilling well-composed stories for xenophiles who would resent sloppy writing. Happier than some novelists, he is able to carry out his intention exactly. Unlike most writers of his kind, he is somewhat casual with his backcloths, assuming too much in the reader's eye. He could really do with a little more of what is called 'atmosphere', a drop more retina, if you...