THE WARLOW EXPERIMENT

An 18th-century Englishman tries to isolate a man in his manor’s basement for years in the name of science. What could go wrong?

Nathan’s second novel (The Flight of Sarah Battle, 2016, etc.) is inspired by the true story of a man who offered 50 pounds a year for life to a man willing to live underground for seven years. But it’s strongly informed by what we now know about solitary confinement, which is to say it's a doomed endeavor. Herbert, a bachelor landowner in the West Midlands, put out a call in 1793 for a man willing to live alone in a well-appointed but windowless basement room, where he’d have a comfortable bed and regular meals (served via dumbwaiter). He has one taker: John Warlow, a laborer struggling to support his wife and four children. He’s barely literate, so the presence of Robinson Crusoe in the library is mockingly absurd, and the journal Herbert requires be filled for research purposes is barely scrawled in. Unsurprisingly, in time John grows confused and feral. What’s happening downstairs clarifies the power lines and capacity for cruelty and chaos upstairs. The servants and gardeners on the estate see John’s confinement as further proof of the need for the class revolution sweeping the country, while Herbert stubbornly digs in, determined to use John to justify his introversion. (Though Herbert’s contact with John’s wife, Hannah, complicates that attitude in multiple ways.) As an allegory of prison culture at its cruelest, Nathan’s novel forces its conclusion, and one friend exists mainly to send Herbert finger-wagging letters, but overall the novel is a powerful rebuke to the notion that withholding compassion can somehow be corrective. Nathan’s main strength is her keen characterizations of all involved, fully inhabiting Herbert’s selfishness and John’s confusion and slow, crushing descent.

A sturdy historical novel about the perils of pseudoscience, revealing how selfishly oblivious we can be to facts and emotion alike.