“I am your christ. Listen! It is not only the dukedom and the
estates that have come to us from our ancestors. We have inherited
other things--blood, instincts, passions, everything that makes the
difference between one man and another. And that inheritance has been
unfairly divided, too. Our forefathers were half Saxon and half Celtic.
You have inherited the Saxon strain, and I the Celtic; and we live in
a society in which it is well to be a Saxon, and ill to be a Celt. Our
father was a drunkard and our mother a Puritan. You take after her
and I after him, and we live in a world in which it is well with the
Puritan and ill with the drunkard. Some of our forefathers were steady,
plodding money-gatherers, others were wild, reckless adventurers.
Again you have inherited the good strain, and I the bad. You have had
everything, Trent. Everything which the world requires a man to be or
to do, you are, or it is your nature to do. All that the world forbids
a man to be and do, I am, or it is my nature to do. It is as though
a breeder had deliberately bred you with all the good points and me
with all the bad. You know what Sir Bernard Vanbrugh thinks about
these things. What did he tell you?--that you had inherited an evil
strain? The man was blind. I have inherited the evil strain, and by so
doing I have saved you from it; I have carried it off from you, like a
drainpipe. That is how it is. I am your saviour. Vanbrugh doesn’t see
it, but Darwinism and Christianity are saying the same thing. Evolution
is the sacrifice of the unfit on behalf of the fit. The scapegoat
bears away the sins of the righteous. They were quite right to put up
a crucifix in the old Courts of Justice, but it ought to have been
over the dock, and not over the Judge’s head, because the criminal
is the christ; he is the redeemer in whom the old vices and savage
instincts in the blood of mankind are drained off and got rid of, for
the salvation of the world. You may substitute the lethal chamber for
the cross, but you will be still doing what those old Jews were doing,
putting one man to death for the good of the people. Surely that is how
it stands between you and me, Jim. Surely I have borne your sicknesses,
and carried your pains, whereas you did esteem me stricken, smitten of
God, and afflicted. But I was pierced for your transgressions, I was
bruised for your iniquities: the chastisement on behalf of your peace
was upon me; and with my stripes you are healed.”
AFTERWARDS
“ISLE DE ST. PIERRE,
“LAC DE BIENNE,
“SWITZERLAND.
“MY DEAR ONE:
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