This book purports to be an account of the adventures of an American pilot in the R.A.F who flew with a British squadron in support of White Russian troops during the Bolshevik Revolution. Considering that some 40 years have passed since the events in question took place, the hero must be put down as a man of remarkable memory. For he and his collaborator have chosen to tell the story in large measure in reconstructed dialogue. And the dialogue is straight adventure magazine vintage- war, women, and wine. The book is strictly for the Novertheless Orrmont, the ghost writer, perhaps deserves a bravery clitation of some sort for writing a passage like this today: ""'It won't be too long, Ninusha. This war can't last more than another five or six months.' She smiled Calntly. 'And then we will meet in Moscow' 'Then we will meet in Moscow, for a victory celebration. And we will stay at the best hotel, the National, on Gorky Street, not over the kitchen, and take droshky rides and go to see the animals at the zoo and have every hour and every minute to ourselves.' 'Oh, Sasha' she said, and the tears came and I held her close.