Alexandria was busy last week, but not frightened. In the hotels along the placid, sweeping arc of waterfront, civil servants gathered to talk, listen to radio reports, and read the Reuters ticker. In canteens back in the town, soldiers and sailors waited for orders and talked about this chance to crack the Jerries. The fleet was massed in west harbor behind Ras el Tin Point, and in the harbor there was a bustle of ships oiling, coaling, painting, refitting, storing, watering, signaling back & forth. Troops poured into town from East Africa,...
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