My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Instead of a short story collection, Retief gets his first full length novel. I have no idea how Laumer kept everything straight for this – I didn’t, but that’s because I chose not to create a scorecard. The jargon, the players…jeez! I’m not normally a short story guy…I liked Asimov’s collection (now there’s a Nostalgic Reread I should go find…The Early Asimov)…but I rather think I prefer Retief in bite sized portions. More reading will tell.
Oh…the Retief quote (actually from another character):
“Of just what would possess an Embassy Officer to attack members of the Planetary Police in the performance of their duties!” Purplish color was creeping up from under Longspoon’s stiff midmorning informal collar.
Retief shook his head sympathetically. “No, I certainly couldn’t explain a thing like that.”
Longspoon’s lower jaw dropped. “Surely you have some, ah., justification to offer?” He shot a quick side glance at the Voion.
“It would be pretty hard to justify attacking a policeman,” Retief offered., “In the performance of his duties at that.”
“Look here . . .!” Longspoon leaned toward Retief. “You’re supposed to be a diplomat!” he hissed from the corner of his mouth. “You might at least try lying a little!”
Yep…Laumer lampooning his former profession again…