"Weakness of character and waiting to see what would happen."
"He talked too much," she answered decisively. "But are there houses in
London with ponds in them?"
"Lots," said Mr. Magnus. "Only the owners of the houses don't know it.
There is a big pond in the Chapel. That's what Thurston came out of."
This was beyond Maggie altogether. An agreeable thing, however, about
Mr. Magnus was that he did not mind when you disliked his work. He
seemed to expect that you would not like it. He was certainly a very
unconceited man.
A more important and more interesting theme was Mr. Magnus' reason for
being where he was. What was he doing here? What led him to the Chapel
doors, he being in no way a religious man?
"It was like this," he told her. "I was living in Golders Green, and
suddenly one morning I was tired of the country that wasn't country,
and the butcher boy and the postman. So I moved as far into the centre
of things as I could and took a room in St. Martin's Lane close at hand
here. Then one evening I was wandering about, a desolate Sunday evening
when the town is given over to cats. I suddenly came across the Chapel.
I like going into London churches by chance, there's always something
interesting, something you wouldn't expect. The Chapel simply
astonished me. I couldn't imagine what they were all about, it wasn't
the ordinary London congregation, it was almost the ordinary London
service and yet not quite; there was an air of expectation and even
excitement which is most unusual in a London church. Then there was
Warlock. Of course one could see at once that he was an extraordinary
man, a kind of prophet all on his own; he was as far away from that
congregation as Columbus was from his crew when he first sighted the
Indies."
"I've met one or two prophets in my time, and their concern has always
been with their audience first, themselves second and their vision
last. Warlock is the other way round. He should have been a hermit, not
the leader of a community. Well, it interested me. I came again and
again ... I'm going to stay on now until the end."
"The end?" asked Maggie.
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