A different sort of hero is Charles Randall from any created by Mr. Forester before nov. And somehow he has little of the hero about him, and- as he faces a strange America at the end-- he seems a rather ordinary young man to whom extraordinary things have happened. At 19, he was almost incredibly native, and the one reality was the horror of trench warfare back in 1917. Even leave in London was strange, particularly when it turned out so different from his plans. He found himself involved with an ""invention"" which was, he thought, just noticing something wrong and using his scientist's training to analyze why and what could be done about it. More important still, he was caught in a maze which later threatened his life, with a woman, several years older than himself, who saw an outlet for herself, first from boredom- later from widowhood. That eventually he became still further involved in manslaughter gives a melodramatic twist which altered the current of life.... An odd book for Forester to have written -- and not wholly successful.