A second novel (The Sealed Verdict-1947) which is not quite as much of a story as the first but which again centers on a rather queasy point of conscience and has its more decorative, dramatic moments as well. This tells of Philip Channing, a reporter, as he is sent to a rather select spa in France to pick up the story of the flight there of Karlene, a Nobel prize winner and a scientist with an uncanny eye for oil and metals. Brought to this refuge by Clayfield, a Texan wild catter who needs Karlene's divining powers, assisted by a Hungarian professional opportunist, Karlene gets there after an anxious delay. It is Channing however who learns-through Karlene's daughter with whom he falls in love- of the conflict faced by the aging, tired man, of the reluctance to leave his country, the refusal to work for a Communist-controlled Czechoslovakia, the distaste for the pressure Clayfield applies which brings him to the decision of suicide... The touch is not more than superficial.