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Patrol
He stared desperately into the dark trying to force his eyes to see, so that they ached more than ever . . . He sensed that the eyes of men were drilling into the back of his neck, so that it felt prickly. Being lost when you are the leader is the worst thing of all. He hated them because he was lost . . . Rage and despair were welling up inside him . . .
1943, the North African desert. Major Tim Sheldon, an exhausted and battle-weary infantry officer, is asked to carry out a futile and unexpected patrol mission. He’d been on many patrols, but this was to be the longest and most dangerous of all. Fred Majdalany’s superb novel of the men who fought in the North African campaign puts this so-called minor mission at center stage, as over the course of the day and during the patrol itself, Sheldon looks back on his time as a soldier, considers his future, and contemplates the meaning of fear.
1943, the North African desert. Major Tim Sheldon, an exhausted and battle-weary infantry officer, is asked to carry out a futile and unexpected patrol mission. He’d been on many patrols, but this was to be the longest and most dangerous of all. Fred Majdalany’s superb novel of the men who fought in the North African campaign puts this so-called minor mission at center stage, as over the course of the day and during the patrol itself, Sheldon looks back on his time as a soldier, considers his future, and contemplates the meaning of fear.
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Fred Majdalany
24 books5 followersFareed "Fred" Majdalany was the son of a Manchester-based Lebanese family. He worked as a journalist, drama critic and theatre publicist pre-war. When the Seocnd World War began, he volunteered and was commissioned into the 2nd Battalion, Lancashire Fusiliers in 1940. Majdalany served in North Africa and Italy and was awarded the Military Cross. After the war he resumed his career as a journalist and published novels and military histories, all of which were well-received.
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June 4, 2020
“He was stubbornly certain that tonight’s effort would serve no useful purpose whatsoever.”
What really comes across as Sheldon leads his men out on what he believes is a futile exercise – a night time reconnaissance patrol in enemy held territory to the so-called White Farm – is the “deep loneliness of command”. Despite his meticulous preparations and reconnaissance, at one point Sheldon fears he may have led the patrol off their intended course in the darkness of no-man’s land. The burden of responsibility weighs so heavy on him that his previous gratitude for his men’s willingness to follow him so unquestioningly becomes an entirely different emotion. “He hated them because he was lost and could feel their eyes behind him. He hated them because the whole patrol was unnecessary and silly…” Unlike the reader, little does Sheldon know just how random, if not criminally negligent, was the choice of White Farm as the objective for their patrol.
In the middle section of the book, Sheldon’s looks back on his wartime experiences up to this point, including his relationship with a nurse during time spent in hospital recovering from a wound incurred during a previous skirmish with the enemy. It’s a period which seems to him now to have been “an interlude of unreality, a fantasy, a mad incredible honeymoon”. It was also during this period that he had his first face-to-face encounter with the enemy in the person of a wounded German officer. He reflects on the strange metamorphosis of “the Enemy” from an abstraction into a person, a person he finds himself thinking as they chat about books and music, “not at all unlike himself”.
Thanks to the helpful and informative introduction by Alan Jeffreys, I was able to get my head around the Army hierarchy – brigades, battalions, companies, and so on. A theme of the book is the gulf that Sheldon perceives between the demeanour, experiences and, frankly, the capability of those at the top, and those on the front line. “They were a curious lot, these HQ people: they had the glossy, confident look of successful businessmen, Sheldon thought. Rotarians in uniform, that’s what they were.”
One of many fascinating and insightful observations by the author is that, far from what one might expect, the war brings with it a degree of simplification: the simplification of merely following orders. So, during the patrol, Sheldon’s “private universe” becomes “a long thin strip of light, seven men wide, with White Farm at the end of it, and all he had to do for the present was to get there”.
Patrol is not just a moving and compelling account of the experience of war but contains some fine writing. I was particularly struck by the section in which Sheldon recalls his experience of an attack on an enemy outpost, the skirmish in which he was wounded. It’s described in short, often single word sentences vividly conjuring up the noise and confusion of battle. I also loved this description of the experience of coming back to base after a night operation. “To a returning patrol first light is sacred and miraculous: not the dawning of a new day but of a new life.”
The final scenes in the book left me with an even stronger sense of the futility of war and the waste of human life it represents. In his introduction, Alan Jeffreys notes that the author’s wife, Sheila Howarth, wrote, ‘I believe in Patrol he was writing his epitaph’. If that is so, the book is a fitting epitaph to a courageous man, and to many others like him.
What really comes across as Sheldon leads his men out on what he believes is a futile exercise – a night time reconnaissance patrol in enemy held territory to the so-called White Farm – is the “deep loneliness of command”. Despite his meticulous preparations and reconnaissance, at one point Sheldon fears he may have led the patrol off their intended course in the darkness of no-man’s land. The burden of responsibility weighs so heavy on him that his previous gratitude for his men’s willingness to follow him so unquestioningly becomes an entirely different emotion. “He hated them because he was lost and could feel their eyes behind him. He hated them because the whole patrol was unnecessary and silly…” Unlike the reader, little does Sheldon know just how random, if not criminally negligent, was the choice of White Farm as the objective for their patrol.
In the middle section of the book, Sheldon’s looks back on his wartime experiences up to this point, including his relationship with a nurse during time spent in hospital recovering from a wound incurred during a previous skirmish with the enemy. It’s a period which seems to him now to have been “an interlude of unreality, a fantasy, a mad incredible honeymoon”. It was also during this period that he had his first face-to-face encounter with the enemy in the person of a wounded German officer. He reflects on the strange metamorphosis of “the Enemy” from an abstraction into a person, a person he finds himself thinking as they chat about books and music, “not at all unlike himself”.
Thanks to the helpful and informative introduction by Alan Jeffreys, I was able to get my head around the Army hierarchy – brigades, battalions, companies, and so on. A theme of the book is the gulf that Sheldon perceives between the demeanour, experiences and, frankly, the capability of those at the top, and those on the front line. “They were a curious lot, these HQ people: they had the glossy, confident look of successful businessmen, Sheldon thought. Rotarians in uniform, that’s what they were.”
One of many fascinating and insightful observations by the author is that, far from what one might expect, the war brings with it a degree of simplification: the simplification of merely following orders. So, during the patrol, Sheldon’s “private universe” becomes “a long thin strip of light, seven men wide, with White Farm at the end of it, and all he had to do for the present was to get there”.
Patrol is not just a moving and compelling account of the experience of war but contains some fine writing. I was particularly struck by the section in which Sheldon recalls his experience of an attack on an enemy outpost, the skirmish in which he was wounded. It’s described in short, often single word sentences vividly conjuring up the noise and confusion of battle. I also loved this description of the experience of coming back to base after a night operation. “To a returning patrol first light is sacred and miraculous: not the dawning of a new day but of a new life.”
The final scenes in the book left me with an even stronger sense of the futility of war and the waste of human life it represents. In his introduction, Alan Jeffreys notes that the author’s wife, Sheila Howarth, wrote, ‘I believe in Patrol he was writing his epitaph’. If that is so, the book is a fitting epitaph to a courageous man, and to many others like him.
August 8, 2022
Simply magnificent, one of the best war novels i've ever read. It has an authenticity that could only come from the author having lived through the real thing.
So this has been reprinted as part of the Imperial War Museum Classics series. It's the second book in that series which i have read and since both books have been five star reads i'm probably going to work my way though the entire series eventually.
At an undefined point in the North Africa Campaign a young officer is sent out on patrol to see if the Germans are occupying a farm building. The task is pointless, the officer and his men are exhausted and the intelligence is of dubious value. Nonetheless men are sent out on patrol and some of them die.
A truly first class war novel. Highly recommended.
So this has been reprinted as part of the Imperial War Museum Classics series. It's the second book in that series which i have read and since both books have been five star reads i'm probably going to work my way though the entire series eventually.
At an undefined point in the North Africa Campaign a young officer is sent out on patrol to see if the Germans are occupying a farm building. The task is pointless, the officer and his men are exhausted and the intelligence is of dubious value. Nonetheless men are sent out on patrol and some of them die.
A truly first class war novel. Highly recommended.
December 7, 2018
I picked up my copy of Patrol in one of my favorite used bookstores for the usual mix of reasons – the price, the cover art – and the fact that it was by a British author writing about the British army at war in North Africa. It also promised to be a quick read – so even if it wasn’t as good as I hoped the pain promised to end soon. I’ve always thought that the British were better at these small novels of war based upon their history and did not feel the need for putting everything on a grand scale. Nothing worse than a bloated, overwritten would be epic that falls flat less than half way through 500 pages or more.
When I started reading the book, it really wasn’t until the second chapter – still less than 30 pages in – that I paused after reading a phrase, because it hit me that the author was definitely drawing upon personal experience. The characters, their actions, the terrain, everything about the story said that this or something like this had really happened to the author. As I read on, I kept coming across wonderful throwaway bits of detail that spoke to the book’s accuracy.
As indicated by the title, the central theme of the story is a night time infantry patrol – one of those dreary details of military life an operations that often becomes nothing more than a briefly sketched stepping stone towards the main even in larger novels. Here, the author makes it the main event and does it very well in its maddening detail – from the initial order to the return and final reports. It is then interspersed with the reminiscences and thoughts of the future that otherwise occupy the mind when not focused on task. We are given a very human picture of a rather successful civilian turned soldier – much like the majority of those who went off to the Second World War whether for Britain, France, the US, Germany etc. Highly recommended for those interested in the Second World War experience of the soldiers, especially in North Africa, that is not overwhelmed and burdened with Field Marshals, Generals, and politicians.
When I started reading the book, it really wasn’t until the second chapter – still less than 30 pages in – that I paused after reading a phrase, because it hit me that the author was definitely drawing upon personal experience. The characters, their actions, the terrain, everything about the story said that this or something like this had really happened to the author. As I read on, I kept coming across wonderful throwaway bits of detail that spoke to the book’s accuracy.
As indicated by the title, the central theme of the story is a night time infantry patrol – one of those dreary details of military life an operations that often becomes nothing more than a briefly sketched stepping stone towards the main even in larger novels. Here, the author makes it the main event and does it very well in its maddening detail – from the initial order to the return and final reports. It is then interspersed with the reminiscences and thoughts of the future that otherwise occupy the mind when not focused on task. We are given a very human picture of a rather successful civilian turned soldier – much like the majority of those who went off to the Second World War whether for Britain, France, the US, Germany etc. Highly recommended for those interested in the Second World War experience of the soldiers, especially in North Africa, that is not overwhelmed and burdened with Field Marshals, Generals, and politicians.
December 22, 2020
This book is one of a total of seven IWM Wartime classics a series of books based on the authors wartime experiences mixed fact with fiction all the books were written in the forties and fifties and are all new editions, I bought three based on the opinions of people who have written them, this book was great thoroughly enjoyed it, after reading this taster I will purchase the other four to add to my library. I highly recommend this book for all war and other book enthusiasts, the good thing is you can read them in any order, just about to start reading another in the series.
October 20, 2025
A realistic snippet of a few days in the life of a front line soldier (officer) in north Africa in WW2. What it's like to be wounded, what the evacuation procedure was, how it felt to be a 'brave, fallen hero' waiting to be patched up and sent back to where you were wounded, it's all in here. Then there is the actual patrol which doesn't come until the back section of the novel: tense, daunting, downright dangerous and ultimately pointless.
Very much an anti-war novel: the cameraderie is great but your life hangs on a thread held by people so remote that your survival (or not) doesn't even register with them.
Very much an anti-war novel: the cameraderie is great but your life hangs on a thread held by people so remote that your survival (or not) doesn't even register with them.
February 28, 2022
Farid "Fred" Majdalany was a 26-year-old journalist and theater publicist when volunteered for the Lancashire Fusiliers in 1939. His unit fought across North Africa and up through Italy, and he served until the end of the war, demobbing as a Major. This slim book is based on his experiences in Algeria and Tunisia in 1943 and packs the realistic punch of someone who was there.
It opens in 1943 with an old man in a London club in St. James street reading the newspaper, scanning an five-word update from Algiers: "Nothing to report. Patrol activity." That seven-man patrol, led by Major Tim Sheldon, is the window through which Majdalany is able to show the reader the numbing reality of the war. This tiny newspaper notice starts when adjunct officer at divisional HQ, eager to get out of the office and over to arrange a consignment of wine, lies to his commander about the need to send a patrol to investigate a German position. This then rolls down through the military apparatus until it hits the exhausted battalion Sheldon serves in, and he is forced to put together a grueling nighttime patrol.
Over the course of Sheldon's day, the book flashes back to his enlistment, training, and initial deployment, again drawing upon the author's own experience. When he is wounded, it takes a long detour into his weeks of recuperation, including the boredom of the wards, the eventual escape to the temptations of Algiers, and a desperate pursuit of an English nurse. This is all interesting, but the book comes back in the final third to a blow-by-blow account of the preparation for, and execution of, the titular patrol. It's a tense paradox, the reader knows the stakes are meaningless in terms of the war effort, but of the highest order to those involved.
Some elements may be troubling -- especially a luridly "exotic" sequence at a brothel, which involves the protagonist's blissful sex with a 13-year old... but, that too was the reality of the war for some... Definitely worth checking out by readers interested in first-person, small-scale, warts and all, windows into what it meant to serve in a frontline combat unit during World War II.
It opens in 1943 with an old man in a London club in St. James street reading the newspaper, scanning an five-word update from Algiers: "Nothing to report. Patrol activity." That seven-man patrol, led by Major Tim Sheldon, is the window through which Majdalany is able to show the reader the numbing reality of the war. This tiny newspaper notice starts when adjunct officer at divisional HQ, eager to get out of the office and over to arrange a consignment of wine, lies to his commander about the need to send a patrol to investigate a German position. This then rolls down through the military apparatus until it hits the exhausted battalion Sheldon serves in, and he is forced to put together a grueling nighttime patrol.
Over the course of Sheldon's day, the book flashes back to his enlistment, training, and initial deployment, again drawing upon the author's own experience. When he is wounded, it takes a long detour into his weeks of recuperation, including the boredom of the wards, the eventual escape to the temptations of Algiers, and a desperate pursuit of an English nurse. This is all interesting, but the book comes back in the final third to a blow-by-blow account of the preparation for, and execution of, the titular patrol. It's a tense paradox, the reader knows the stakes are meaningless in terms of the war effort, but of the highest order to those involved.
Some elements may be troubling -- especially a luridly "exotic" sequence at a brothel, which involves the protagonist's blissful sex with a 13-year old... but, that too was the reality of the war for some... Definitely worth checking out by readers interested in first-person, small-scale, warts and all, windows into what it meant to serve in a frontline combat unit during World War II.
August 4, 2021
"The trouble with these people is they've no idea what patrolling means. It's just a phrase to them. 'Active patrolling!' They think it just means a nice walk in the moonlight." (pg. 16)
A short and sweet book detailing a single night patrol of British infantrymen in North Africa in 1943. The book is based on author Fred Majdalany's own experience as an infantry officer in that theatre, and is suffused with authentic details of war and army life. The writing is brisk and unfussy – a straight-shooting approach which is mirrored in the author's uncompromising critique of these night patrols. They are, Majdalany argues (and he should know), futile for intelligence-gathering, wasteful of unit cohesion and energy, and frivolous regarding the lives of the soldiers who must perform them.
The book frames the dogged endurance of the PBI (the 'poor bloody infantry') against the indifference of the army bureaucracy – the patrol and its target are proposed off-the-cuff by "some silly little bastard who hadn't justified his existence lately" (pg. 19) – and Majdalany deftly walks a fine line between cynicism and stoicism in his world-weary protagonist, Tim Sheldon. Patrol focuses on the spear-point that the frontline infantry represents, and how the army staff is the "awful lot of shaft" that is blunting the spear-point through needless overwork. It is this, rather than the usual approach of emphasising the horrors of combat or the value of comradeship or philosophising over whether war is justified, that marks Majdalany's book out as a worthy entry into the war-novel library.
A short and sweet book detailing a single night patrol of British infantrymen in North Africa in 1943. The book is based on author Fred Majdalany's own experience as an infantry officer in that theatre, and is suffused with authentic details of war and army life. The writing is brisk and unfussy – a straight-shooting approach which is mirrored in the author's uncompromising critique of these night patrols. They are, Majdalany argues (and he should know), futile for intelligence-gathering, wasteful of unit cohesion and energy, and frivolous regarding the lives of the soldiers who must perform them.
The book frames the dogged endurance of the PBI (the 'poor bloody infantry') against the indifference of the army bureaucracy – the patrol and its target are proposed off-the-cuff by "some silly little bastard who hadn't justified his existence lately" (pg. 19) – and Majdalany deftly walks a fine line between cynicism and stoicism in his world-weary protagonist, Tim Sheldon. Patrol focuses on the spear-point that the frontline infantry represents, and how the army staff is the "awful lot of shaft" that is blunting the spear-point through needless overwork. It is this, rather than the usual approach of emphasising the horrors of combat or the value of comradeship or philosophising over whether war is justified, that marks Majdalany's book out as a worthy entry into the war-novel library.
July 7, 2022
Another in the Imperial War Museum reprints of "classic" Second World War novels written by participants. In this one, we get a very tired British major who, as company commander, is asked to go out on patrol one more time to investigate whether a farmhouse is occupied in what is most likely Tunisia in early 1943.
The novel is divided into three parts -- the planning of the nighttime patrol, a long elegy/flashback about the major's recent recuperation from wounds back in Algeria, and then the patrol itself.
The book is strikingly well-written (the author, who served in this area as well as Italy) and you really get into the head of the major (as well as his comrades). The devotion to duty, devotion to his worn-out men, and coupled with some utterly pointless orders provide the book's narrative tension.
The bleak North Africa landscape in late winter is also a plus as that area has been missed by other SWW fiction / dramatizations.
Recommended.
The novel is divided into three parts -- the planning of the nighttime patrol, a long elegy/flashback about the major's recent recuperation from wounds back in Algeria, and then the patrol itself.
The book is strikingly well-written (the author, who served in this area as well as Italy) and you really get into the head of the major (as well as his comrades). The devotion to duty, devotion to his worn-out men, and coupled with some utterly pointless orders provide the book's narrative tension.
The bleak North Africa landscape in late winter is also a plus as that area has been missed by other SWW fiction / dramatizations.
Recommended.
January 18, 2021
Fred Majdalany describes the Patrol as a Microcosm of Battle but the narrative seems to transcend the size itself and describe at every level the futility of fighting on in the absence of clear direction, for an ineffable reason that "Divison wants to know" that he suspects of being spurious at best. Tim Sheldon is suffering from War Fatigue and continues on just because it feels like the right thing to do, technically deserting to get back to his battalion, which he feels is where he belongs.
Covering a raft of themes, from bravery not being the absence of fear but in overcoming it, to the support that comrades can give in the face of fear, to the nature of Comradeship being able to stand someone due to the situation of war despite knowing you wouldn't like in its absence.
It's compact and impactful, his wife describes as his epitaph and is as moving as Hemingway.
Covering a raft of themes, from bravery not being the absence of fear but in overcoming it, to the support that comrades can give in the face of fear, to the nature of Comradeship being able to stand someone due to the situation of war despite knowing you wouldn't like in its absence.
It's compact and impactful, his wife describes as his epitaph and is as moving as Hemingway.
September 23, 2020
Excellent, it is a concise book about a routine military task during a conflict; that is a reconnaisance patrol. Fred Majdalany served in the second world war from September 1939 to November 1945. It is a fictional account based on real life experience. Closer to an autobiography than fiction.
For fast readers it could have been 450 pages, building up the characters etc. as a slow reader I was happy with the 143 pages, still good value.
One thing always puzzles me, newly published books rarely have introductions. prefaces etc. Then at some point someone, as in this case adds an introduction, to explain what I am about to read, even adding excerpts from the text. Turning the book into a Cliff's notes or similar.
For fast readers it could have been 450 pages, building up the characters etc. as a slow reader I was happy with the 143 pages, still good value.
One thing always puzzles me, newly published books rarely have introductions. prefaces etc. Then at some point someone, as in this case adds an introduction, to explain what I am about to read, even adding excerpts from the text. Turning the book into a Cliff's notes or similar.
December 26, 2023
I am a bit disappointed. The book starts promisingly with an in-depth description of the daily life of an infantry officer during the North African campaign in 1943. However, within a stream of thought of the main character, the story suddenly turns into a retrospect of old love affairs that the main character has experienced during his missions. Thereby, the actual focus and topic of the book, the conduct of a daring patrol, is lost by the author. Only the last thirty pages, in which the patrol is thoroughly described, met my expectations.
All I wanted was a solid war story, all I got was an adventure tale spiced up with erotic elements of some casual romances.
All I wanted was a solid war story, all I got was an adventure tale spiced up with erotic elements of some casual romances.
June 1, 2020
This is the story of men who fought in WWII.
It’s not all guts and glory, but about the monotony of day to day life interspersed with the terror of a nighttime patrol. It tells of their thoughts and dreams of the men while they wonder if they will ever see home again.
The author really brings the tale to life and the experiences of the men are thoughtful and moving.
Thank you to Anne Cater and Random Things Tours for the opportunity to participate in this blog tour, for the promotional materials and an ARC of the book. This is my honest, unbiased review.
It’s not all guts and glory, but about the monotony of day to day life interspersed with the terror of a nighttime patrol. It tells of their thoughts and dreams of the men while they wonder if they will ever see home again.
The author really brings the tale to life and the experiences of the men are thoughtful and moving.
Thank you to Anne Cater and Random Things Tours for the opportunity to participate in this blog tour, for the promotional materials and an ARC of the book. This is my honest, unbiased review.
July 10, 2022
Very coolly expressed, but a searing inditement of the British army's profligacy with its greatest asset - its experienced officers and soldiers - even after several years of war, when lessons should have been learned: heartbreaking. I particularly liked the analogy of the spear point and the spear shaft but there is much else to savour in this very well written fictionalisation of the author's personal experiences.
October 17, 2025
This would be a much better book if you took a pair of scissors and cut out pages 53-89.
Truly horrific account of what battle shock looks like combined with the unfeeling bureaucracy of the army, spoiled by a shoehorned in romance section which has all of the charm you can expect from a male author in the 40s.
Truly horrific account of what battle shock looks like combined with the unfeeling bureaucracy of the army, spoiled by a shoehorned in romance section which has all of the charm you can expect from a male author in the 40s.
March 18, 2019
An exciting read. The author makes the terror of the final patrol very real, and the exhaustion of being on the front lines in North Africa very clear.
April 11, 2021
A good read.
The blurb describes it as "a masterpiece", which I feel overstates it quite a bit - a solid, concise piece seems more accurate to me.
The blurb describes it as "a masterpiece", which I feel overstates it quite a bit - a solid, concise piece seems more accurate to me.
July 19, 2023
Atmospheric description of undercover night patrol and the shocking and sudden loss of colleagues dealt with in a matter of fact way, rendering them all the more poignant.
October 11, 2023
Very vivid experience of going on patrol. The fear was communicated excellently. Very short though.
November 13, 2023
Another wonderful wartime novel!
May 22, 2025
A taught novel about the experience of a young British infantry officer in North Africa in WW2. Not a word is wasted.
September 15, 2025
Similar to some other entries in this series of Imperial War Museum reprints, Fred Majdalany has written a semi-autobiographical novel based on his wartime experiences. His main character, Major Tim Sheldon, is clearly based on himself, and the story he tells draws on his time in the infantry in North Africa and Italy.
The sections of the novel set in the hospital are poignant and convincing, as Sheldon recovers from physical and mental injury and exhaustion. The black humour that is so typical of soldiers is also present throughout. When writing about the eponymous patrol, Madjdalany's prose has an immediacy and a lucidity that is borne of his own wartime experience.
Combining these two contrasting settings results in a novel that should be regarded as a classic, and I'm glad the IWM reprint has allowed me and others to discover and enjoy it.
The sections of the novel set in the hospital are poignant and convincing, as Sheldon recovers from physical and mental injury and exhaustion. The black humour that is so typical of soldiers is also present throughout. When writing about the eponymous patrol, Madjdalany's prose has an immediacy and a lucidity that is borne of his own wartime experience.
Combining these two contrasting settings results in a novel that should be regarded as a classic, and I'm glad the IWM reprint has allowed me and others to discover and enjoy it.
December 28, 2025
It makes sense that when you could die at any moment, what seem like the smallest of activities can become ones entire world. This feeling is put across expertly. Especially how the experience of the individual in combat is so far removed from the efforts of the wider war. The best, and most clever, part of the book is when the entire novel is compressed into three sentences when the intelligence report of the patrol is written. Just perfectly encapsulates how life altering moments for the individual become nothing to everyone else. In a meta way novel itself works on this premise because the novel is literally about a one night patrol, but it is in fact an attempt to capture the entire life of Tom Sheldon.
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