Lord W. [Dubious] What d’you mean by Christianity—loving—kindness and that? Of course I think that dogma’s got the knock.
[He walks.]
Press. [Writing] “Lord William thought dogma had got the knock.” I should like you just to develop your definition of Christianity. “Loving—kindness” strikes rather a new note.
Lord W. New? What about the Sermon on the Mount?
Press. [Writing] “Refers to Sermon on Mount.” I take it you don’t belong to any Church, Lord William?
Lord W. [Exasperated] Well, really—I’ve been baptised and that sort of thing. But look here——
Press. Oh! you can trust me—I shan’t say anything that you’ll regret. Now, do you consider that a religious revival would help to quiet the country?
Lord W. Well, I think it would be a deuced, good thing if everybody were a bit more kind.
Press. Ah! [Musing] I feel that your views are strikingly original, Lord William. If you could just open out on them a little more? How far would you apply kindness in practice?
Lord W. Can you apply it in theory?
Press. I believe it is done. But would you allow yourself to be blown up with impunity?
Lord W. Well, that’s a bit extreme. But I quite sympathise with this chap. Imagine yourself in his shoes. He sees a huge house, all these bottles; us swilling them down; perhaps he’s got a starving wife, or consumptive kids.
Press. [Writing and murmuring] Um-m! “Kids.”
Lord W. He thinks: “But for the grace of God, there swill I. Why should that blighter have everything and I nothing?” and all that.
Press. [Writing] “And all that.” [Eagerly] Yes?
Lord W. And gradually—you see—this contrast—becomes an obsession with him. “There’s got to be an example made,” he thinks; and—er— he makes it, don’t you know?
Press. [Writing] Ye-es? And—when you’re the example?
Lord W. Well, you feel a bit blue, of course. But my point is that you quite see it.
Press. From the other world. Do you believe in a future life, Lord William? The public took a lot of interest in the question, if you remember, at the time of the war. It might revive at any moment, if there’s to be a revolution.
Lord W. The wish is always father to the thought, isn’t it?
Press. Yes! But—er—doesn’t the question of a future life rather bear on your point about kindness? If there isn’t one—why be kind?
Lord W. Well, I should say one oughtn’t to be kind for any motive— that’s self-interest; but just because one feels it, don’t you know.
Press. [Writing vigorously] That’s very new—very new!
Lord W. [Simply] You chaps are wonderful.