This is a brilliant book.
I am not sure I had ever completed it before (the left had side of the spine is suspiciously unbent) and I had no memory of the grim transportations of Jewish characters first to and then from Paris to the death camps towards the end.
Charlotte is a well drawn character who is seconded by MI5 (or its equivalent at the time) to spy in France. Before departing, she has an affair with an English airman, but I think this is the weakest bit of plotting.
More interesting is her relationship in France with Julian, a resistance man and his father Levade, an artist who occupies a large country house, where they live in hiding, both father & son Jewish in origin.
Her wanderings around France to fulfil various assignments, and all with echoes of Proust, are beautifully described (I had read it before, no.338).
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