14 FEBRUARY 1958, Page 22

Three at the Angel. By Maurice Procter. (Hutchinson, 12s. 6d.)

Now that Maurice Procter has taken to giving places their proper names (`The Angel' of the title is the Islington cross- roads; it used to be `Granchester' for Manchester, and that sort of nonsense) he is more convincing than ever about the small crooks that hang about boozers, and the bobbies that know where to lay a hand on them. Rather an improbable lot of killings this time, but otherwise, as a realistic tale of low life in London, it is bang on.