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Hide My Eyes. By Margery Allingham. (Ch:ittn and Windus, 13s. 6d.) A murderer rather 1114 Neville Heath, and a woman who loves him like 3 mother; the engaging Mr. Campion and some neatly characterised young things; and a Most ingenious plot. But the book's great, griPPing virtue is its Dickensian love for London, and its Dickensian gusto: they give an extra dimension to a splendid thriller.