I was drawn into this book by its unlikely premise - ex soldier Richard Gaunt takes a bet that can walk from his club in London to the Randolph Hotel in Oxford by the following afternoon. In the course of the journey, he stumbles a set of exotic foreign villains and is soon fleeing for his life.
So the story begins with distinct overtones of John Buchan and the book acknowledges this with a quote at the beginning from
Three Hostages (Wordsworth Classics). But ex Captain Gaunt isn't another Richard Hannay, he's more like Buchan's dashing and, one suspects, tortured sandy Arbuthnot (modelled loosely on TE Lawrence). And this isn't
The Thirty-Nine Steps (Penguin Classics) - either the book or the film. Gaunt has served in both Iraq and Afghanistan and has been damaged. As well as following his story in the present, the book flashes back to both, and to his failed attempts to build a normal life after leaving the Army. That failure leads to the kind of man Gaunt is, and to his taking the bet at the opening of the book.
In a sense, of course, the rootless, post-military life described here does fit Buchan's characters with the extract from "The Three Hostages" hinting at men who have been damaged by war experience just as Daunt is. But the style of the 20s and 30s was perhaps to make less of this, and "More than you can tell" is considerably darker. Gaint finds himself wishing for a "good" war, one that the people back at home continue to believe in.
Despite a fairly actiony ending in which Daunt - sort of - redeems himself, one isn't left with any great positive expectation for his life, still less for the outcome of the wars in which he took part. A criticsm of the book might be that it just stops, without any resolution to Gaunt's story. I think though that is appropriate, and that a tidy answer would have let this story down.
An excellent book, with a strong plot which gives, I think, a deep insight into some difficult issues while refusing in the end to judge anyone (except, perhaps, the unpleasant Kevin).