Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh [35]
'I suppose they try and make you believe an awful lot of nonsense?'
'Is it nonsense? I wish it were. It sometimes sounds terribly sensible to me.'
'But my dear Sebastian, you can't seriously believe it all.'
'Can't I?'
'I mean about Christmas and the star and the three kings and the ox and the ass.'
'Oh yes, I believe that. It's a lovely idea.'
'But you can't believe things because they're a lovely idea.'
'But I do. That's how I believe.'
'And in prayers? Do you think you can kneel down in front of a statue and say a few words, not even out loud, just in your mind, and change the weather; or that some saints are more influential than others, and you must get hold of the right one to help you on the right problem?'
'Oh yes. Don't you remember last term when I took Aloysius and left him behind I didn't know where. I prayed like mad to St Anthony of Padua that morning, and immediately after lunch there was Mr Nichols at Canterbury Gate with Aloysius in his arms, saying I'd left him in his cab.'
'Well,' I said, 'if you can believe all that and you don't want to be good, where's the difficulty about your religion?'
'If you can't see, you can't.'
'Well, where?'
'Oh, don't be a bore, Charles. I want to read about a woman in Hull who's been using an instrument.'
'You started the subject. I was just getting interested.'
'I'll never mention it again...thirty-eight other cases were taken into consideration in sentencing her to six months—golly!' But he did mention it again, some ten days later, as we were lying on the roof of the house, sunbathing and watching through a telescope the Agricultural Show which was in progress in the park below us. It was a modest twoday show serving the neighbouring parishes, and surviving more as a fair and social gathering than as a centre of serious competition. A ring was marked out in flags, and round it had been pitched half a dozen tents of varying size; there was a judges' box and some pens for livestock; the largest marquee was for refreshments, and there the farmers congregated in numbers. Preparations had been going on for a week. 'We shall have to hide,' said Sebastian as the day approached. 'My brother will be here. He's a big part of the Agricultural Show.' So we lay on the roof under the balustrade.
Brideshead came down by train in the morning and lunched with Colonel Fender, the agent. I met him for five minutes on his arrival. Anthony Blanche's description was peculiarly apt; he had the Flyte face, carved by an Aztec. We could see him now, through the telescope, moving awkwardly among the tenants, stopping to greet the judges in their box, leaning over a pen gazing seriously at the cattle.
'Queer fellow, my brother,' said Sebastian.
'He looks normal enough.'
'Oh, but he's not. If you only knew, he's much the craziest of us, only it doesn't come out at all. He's all twisted inside. He wanted to be a priest, you know.'
'I didn't.'
'I think he still does. He nearly became a Jesuit, straight from Stonyhurst. It was awful for mummy. She couldn't exactly try and stop him, but of course it was the last thing she wanted. Think what people would have said—the eldest son; it's not as if it had been me. And poor papa. The Church has been enough trouble to him without that happening. There was a frightful to do—monks and monsignori running round the house like mice, and Brideshead just sitting glum and talking about the will of God. He was the most upset, you see, when papa went abroad—much more than mummy really. Finally they persuaded him to go to Oxford and think it over for three years. Now he's trying to make up his mind. He talks of going into the Guards and into the House of Commons and of marrying. He doesn't know what he wants. I wonder if I should have been like that, if I'd gone to Stonyhurst. I should have gone, only papa went abroad before I was old enough, and the first thing he insisted on was my going to Eton.
'Has your father given up religion?'
'Well, he's had to in a way; he only took to it when he married mummy. When he went off, he left that behind with the rest of us. You must meet him. He's a very nice man.'