Opening paragraphs

At seven o'clock of a Caribbean morning, on the island of Antigua, one Peregrine Makepiece, otherwise known as Perry, an all-round amateur athlete of distinction and until recently tutor in English literature at a distinguished Oxford college, played three sets of tennis against a muscular, stiff-backed, bald, brown-eyed Russian man of dignified bearing in is middle fifties called Dima.  How this match came about was quickly the subject of intense examination by British agents professionally disposed against the workings of chance.  Yet the events leading up to it were on Perry's side blameless.

-John Le Carre,  Our Kind of Traitor