epistolary friendship began to swing stealthily out of control.
I was invited by Lady Starmouth to spend a weekend at the Earl’s country house.
3
“ Comfort, power, the applause and wonder of men—is there any Church in Christendom, or any Christian soul, not deeply tainted with these things? ”
C HARLES E. R AVEN
THE CROSS AND THE CRISIS
1
I WAS GREATLY SURPRISED BY THE INVITATION . I HAD MET the Starmouths through Alex soon after he had appointed me his Archdeacon in 1937, but they had remained mere distant acquaintances, and although Lady Starmouth had a reputation for befriending clergymen, I had always suspected she found me too dull to merit her special attention. Certainly in her presence I had found it difficult to shake off a sense of social inferiority, which made me appear shy and awkward. Yet now for some reason Lady Starmouth had decided to take trouble with me. Moreover in the same post I received a letter from the Earl himself saying that he did hope I was free to accept his wife’s invitation as he was most anxious to hear me preach. Would I deliver a sermon at his local parish church? Now I was no longer merely surprised. I was amazed and excited. Lord Starmouth was one of the most influential laymen in the Church of England and always spoke on important Church matters in the House of Lords. If he wanted to hear me preach I was indeed being thrust into the ecclesiastical spotlight.
“What an opportunity!” I exclaimed in jubilation to Grace.
“It’s very exciting for you—and so kind of Lady Starmouth to invite us both,” said Grace, “but of course I can’t possibly go.”
There was a silence. We were in the study where I had been opening the morning’s second post. As soon as I had read the vital letters, I had called Grace to join me.
“It’s you they want,” she said in a rush as the silence lengthened. “They’re just inviting me out of politeness, and it would be much better if you went on your own.”
All I could say was: “You’re coming with me.”
“But the children—”
“ You’re coming with me .”
“But what on earth shall I wear?”
“Buy whatever’s necessary.”
“But the coupons—”
“Steal them.”
“Neville!”
“All right, borrow them! I was just trying to make you understand how absolutely vital it is that you come with me! It would be the height of foolishness if you evaded this invitation—Lady Starmouth would almost certainly be sceptical about any excuse you might make, and if she feels she’s been snubbed, what kind of position do you think that would put me in?”
“In that case we’ll have to take the children with us.”
“Don’t be absurd! We can’t do that when the children haven’t been invited! We’ll have to leave them with Nora or one of your other friends.”
“I don’t like to impose—”
“No, but this is the one occasion where you must be ruthless—or if you really can’t face tackling Nora I’ll tackle Emily. I’ve no scruples at all about imposing on my sister in urgent circumstances.”
“I always feel so awkward about asking Emily to have the children when she has no children of her own—”
“Nonsense—they’ll provide a welcome diversion from that dreary husband of hers! Now listen to me, Grace. I quite understand why you should feel this weekend will be an ordeal, but it’s an ordeal you’re perfectly capable of surmounting—all you’re being required to do is to look pretty and be polite. I’m not trying to throw you to the lions. I’m just trying to ensure you don’t miss out on an exciting and worthwhile excursion. Make up your mind you’re going to enjoy yourself! Why not? Why shouldn’t it all be great fun?”
But Grace only said in despair: “How I wish we’d never left Willowmead!” and I heard her stifle a sob as she rushed from the room.
2
“I didn’t mean it, Neville—of course I didn’t mean it—I just feel nostalgic about Willowmead sometimes,
I was invited by Lady Starmouth to spend a weekend at the Earl’s country house.
3
“ Comfort, power, the applause and wonder of men—is there any Church in Christendom, or any Christian soul, not deeply tainted with these things? ”
C HARLES E. R AVEN
THE CROSS AND THE CRISIS
1
I WAS GREATLY SURPRISED BY THE INVITATION . I HAD MET the Starmouths through Alex soon after he had appointed me his Archdeacon in 1937, but they had remained mere distant acquaintances, and although Lady Starmouth had a reputation for befriending clergymen, I had always suspected she found me too dull to merit her special attention. Certainly in her presence I had found it difficult to shake off a sense of social inferiority, which made me appear shy and awkward. Yet now for some reason Lady Starmouth had decided to take trouble with me. Moreover in the same post I received a letter from the Earl himself saying that he did hope I was free to accept his wife’s invitation as he was most anxious to hear me preach. Would I deliver a sermon at his local parish church? Now I was no longer merely surprised. I was amazed and excited. Lord Starmouth was one of the most influential laymen in the Church of England and always spoke on important Church matters in the House of Lords. If he wanted to hear me preach I was indeed being thrust into the ecclesiastical spotlight.
“What an opportunity!” I exclaimed in jubilation to Grace.
“It’s very exciting for you—and so kind of Lady Starmouth to invite us both,” said Grace, “but of course I can’t possibly go.”
There was a silence. We were in the study where I had been opening the morning’s second post. As soon as I had read the vital letters, I had called Grace to join me.
“It’s you they want,” she said in a rush as the silence lengthened. “They’re just inviting me out of politeness, and it would be much better if you went on your own.”
All I could say was: “You’re coming with me.”
“But the children—”
“ You’re coming with me .”
“But what on earth shall I wear?”
“Buy whatever’s necessary.”
“But the coupons—”
“Steal them.”
“Neville!”
“All right, borrow them! I was just trying to make you understand how absolutely vital it is that you come with me! It would be the height of foolishness if you evaded this invitation—Lady Starmouth would almost certainly be sceptical about any excuse you might make, and if she feels she’s been snubbed, what kind of position do you think that would put me in?”
“In that case we’ll have to take the children with us.”
“Don’t be absurd! We can’t do that when the children haven’t been invited! We’ll have to leave them with Nora or one of your other friends.”
“I don’t like to impose—”
“No, but this is the one occasion where you must be ruthless—or if you really can’t face tackling Nora I’ll tackle Emily. I’ve no scruples at all about imposing on my sister in urgent circumstances.”
“I always feel so awkward about asking Emily to have the children when she has no children of her own—”
“Nonsense—they’ll provide a welcome diversion from that dreary husband of hers! Now listen to me, Grace. I quite understand why you should feel this weekend will be an ordeal, but it’s an ordeal you’re perfectly capable of surmounting—all you’re being required to do is to look pretty and be polite. I’m not trying to throw you to the lions. I’m just trying to ensure you don’t miss out on an exciting and worthwhile excursion. Make up your mind you’re going to enjoy yourself! Why not? Why shouldn’t it all be great fun?”
But Grace only said in despair: “How I wish we’d never left Willowmead!” and I heard her stifle a sob as she rushed from the room.
2
“I didn’t mean it, Neville—of course I didn’t mean it—I just feel nostalgic about Willowmead sometimes,
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