Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
“Smiley had read and slept a little, read again and bathed, and as he climbed the steps to that pretty London house he felt pleased, because he liked Sam.The house was brown brick and Georgian, just off Grosvenor Square. There were five steps and a brass doorbell in a scalloped recess. The door was black, with pillars either side. He pushed the bell and he might as well have pushed the door; it opened at once. He entered a circular hallway with another door the other end, and two large men in bl...ack suits who might have been ushers at Westminster Abbey. Over a marble chimney-piece, horses pranced and they might have been Stubbs. One man stood close while he took off his coat; the second led him to a Bible desk to sign the book.“Hebden,” Smiley murmured as he wrote, giving a workname Sam could remember.“Adrian Hebden.”The man who had his coat repeated the name into a house telephone:“Mr. Hebden—Mr. Adrian Hebden.”“If you wouldn’t mind waiting one second, sir,” said the man by the Bible desk.MoreLess
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