Christian life -- Fiction; Clergy -- England -- Fiction; Paranormal fiction; Short stories, English
“Now,” said the priest, turning to me, “that is the story. I need not
say that I have thought about it a great deal ever since: and there are
only two theories which appear to me credible, and two others, which
would no doubt be suggested, which appear to me incredible.
“First, you may say that I was obviously unwell: my previous depression
and dreaming showed that, and therefore that I dreamt the whole thing.
If you wish to think that––well, you must think it.
“Secondly, you may say, with the Psychical Research Society, that the
whole thing was transmitted from my friend’s brain to mine; that his was
in an energetic, and mine in a passive state, or something of the kind.
“These two theories would be called ‘scientific,’ which term means that
they are not a hair’s-breadth in advance of the facts with which the
intellect, a poor instrument at the best, is capable of dealing. And
these two ‘scientific’ theories create in their turn a new brood of
insoluble difficulties.
“Or you may take your stand upon the spiritual world, and use the
faculties which God has given you for dealing with it, and then you will
no longer be helplessly puzzled, and your intellect will no longer
overstrain itself at a task for which it was never made. And you may
say, I think, that you prefer one of two theories.
“First, that human emotion has a power of influencing or saturating
inanimate nature. Of course this is only the old familiar sacramental
principle of all creation. The expressions of your face, for instance,
caused by the shifting of the chemical particles of which it is
composed, vary with your varying emotions. Thus we might say that the
violent passions of hatred, anger, terror, remorse, of this poor
murderer, seven hundred years ago, combined to make a potent spiritual
fluid that bit so deep into the very place where it was all poured out,
that under certain circumstances it is reproduced. A phonograph, for
example, is a very coarse parallel, in which the vibrations of sound
translate themselves first into terms of wax, and then re-emerge again
as vibrations when certain conditions are fulfilled.
“Or, secondly, you may be old-fashioned and simple, and say that by some
law, vast and inexorable, beyond our perception, the personal spirit of
the very man is chained to the place, and forced to expiate his sin
again and again, year by year, by attempting to express his grief and to
seek forgiveness, without the possibility of receiving it. Of course we
do not know who he was; whether one of the knights who afterwards did
receive absolution, which possibly was not ratified by God; or one of
the men-at-arms who assisted, and who, as an anonymous chronicle says,
‘_sine confessione et viatico subito rapti sunt_.’
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