
Book number 60 of 2024
I’ve read five of Charles Williams’ eight novels, and while they are of uneven quality, they never fail to entertain and inspire interesting thoughts on philosophy and religion. Descent Into Hell, Williams’ sixth novel, was published in 1937. Just like his previous five books, things are really, really weird! It opens with a reading of playwright Peter Stanhope’s new play, A Pastoral. The village of Battle Hill is going to perform it, but everyone is confused about it:
To begin with, it had no title beyond A Pastoral. That was unsatisfactory. Then the plot was incredibly loose. It was of no particular time and no particular place, and to any cultured listener it seemed to have little bits of everything and everybody put in at odd moments.
CHARLES WILLIAMS. Descent into Hell (Kindle Locations 126-128). Delphi Classics. Kindle Edition.
After the reading, Pauline Anstruther is walking back home, and she is terrified of meeting someone or something that has been manifesting itself to her her entire life: a doppelgänger, or “evil twin”. Just as she is about to reach the safety of her house, she sees it up ahead. She manages to get inside, but she is very shaken.
Meanwhile, Lawrence Wentworth is another eminent inhabitant of Battle Hill: a famous historian. He is an older man who fancies himself the sage of a group of younger villagers – Hugh Prescott, Adela Hunt, and Pauline, among others. He is very self-centered, but he has harbored a fancy that he and Adela might end up together one day. His complacency is destroyed when it becomes clear that Hugh also desires Adela, and he quickly supplants Wentworth in Adela’s affections.
But strange things are happening in Battle Hill. Years ago, a hopeless and outcast construction worker hanged himself from an upper floor joist of Wentworth’s home when it was being built. His shade continues to haunt the house, even though Wentworth is completely unaware of him. Pauline’s grandmother, Margaret, has a dream in which she sees two men looking out of a second floor window of Wentworth’s house. She is nearing the end of her life, and she increasingly sees how fragile the boundary is between our world and the world of the dead. Battle Hill itself seems to be a nexus where time and the barrier between this life and the afterlife is breaking down. People from the past exist alongside those living in the present.
An energy reposed in it, strong to affect all its people; an energy of separation and an energy of knowledge. If, as she believed, the spirit of a man at death saw truly what he was and had been, so that whether he desired it or not a lucid power of intelligence manifested all himself to him — then that energy of knowledge was especially urgent upon men and women here, though through all the world it must press upon the world. She felt, as if by a communication of a woe not hers, how the neighbourhood of the dead troubled the living; how the living were narrowed by the return of the dead.
Charles Williams. Descent into Hell (Kindle Locations 949-953). Delphi Classics. Kindle Edition.
One evening, Wentworth is looking out his window, wishing desperately that Adela would come up his drive, when she does. However, when he goes out to meet her, he soon realizes that she’s not the “real” Adela, but rather the Adela he wishes her to be – an Adela who is not involved with Hugh, and who only desires what he wants for himself.
Meanwhile, Peter Stanhope asks Pauline what’s bothering her, and she reluctantly tells him of her dread of meeting herself on the street. There follows a beautiful conversation in which he takes her experience of meeting her doppelgänger seriously and offers to take her fear upon himself:
“Listen — when you go from here, when you’re alone, when you think you’ll be afraid, let me put myself in your place, and be afraid instead of you.” He sat up and leaned towards her. “It’s so easy,” he went on, “easy for both of us. It needs only the act. For what can be simpler than for you to think to yourself that since I am there to be troubled instead of you, therefore you needn’t be troubled? And what can be easier than for me to carry a little while a burden that isn’t mine?”
She said, still perplexed at a strange language: “But how can I cease to be troubled? Will it leave off coming because I pretend it wants you? Is it your resemblance that hurries up the street?”
“It is not,” he said, “and you shall not pretend at all. The thing itself you may one day meet – never mind that now, but you’ll be free from all distress because that you can pass on to me. Haven’t you heard it said that we ought to bear one another’s burdens?” “But that means — —” she began, and stopped.
“I know,” Stanhope said. “It means listening sympathetically, and thinking unselfishly, and being anxious about, and so on. Well, I don’t say a word against all that; no doubt it helps. But I think when Christ or St. Paul, or whoever said bear, or whatever he Aramaically said instead of bear, he meant something much more like carrying a parcel instead of someone else. To bear a burden is precisely to carry it instead of. If you’re still carrying yours, I’m not carrying it for you – however sympathetic I may be. And anyhow there’s no need to introduce Christ, unless you wish. It’s a fact of experience. If you give a weight to me, you can’t be carrying it yourself; all I’m asking you to do is to notice that blazing truth. It doesn’t sound very difficult.”
“And if I could,” she said. “If I could do — whatever it is you mean, would I? Would I push my burden on to anybody else?”
“Not if you insist on making a universe for yourself,” he answered.
Charles Williams. Descent into Hell (Kindle Locations 1372-1388). Delphi Classics. Kindle Edition.
Pauline agrees to try to hand over her burden to Stanhope, and for the first time in years, while walking home, she enjoys the experience – seeing a kitten and petting it, marveling at some flowers, and just noticing the beauty of the sunset.
However, later that evening, an acquaintance of her grandmother, a Mrs. Sammiles, stops by and invites Pauline to walk with her. She promises to relieve Pauline of her anxiety, but in an opposite sense from what Stanhope offered:
“My dear, it’s so simple. If you will come with me, I can fill you, fill your body with any sense you choose. I can make you feel whatever you’d choose to be. I can give you certainty of joy for every moment of life. Secretly, secretly; no other soul — no other living soul.”
… And while her heart beat more quickly and her mind laboured at once to know and not to know its desires, a voice slid into her ear, teasing her, speeding her blood, provoking her purpose. It spoke of sights and sounds, touches and thrills, and of entire oblivion of harm; nothing was to be that she did not will, and everything that she willed, to the utmost fulness of her heart, should be. She would be enough for herself.
Charles Williams. Descent into Hell (Kindle Locations 1543 -1545, 1554 -1557). Delphi Classics. Kindle Edition.
So, it looks like Pauline is to be fought over by two opposing spiritual forces – one that encourages the sharing of burdens, and one that promises all selfish desires can be fulfilled. As the novel progresses, Stanhope’s play gets performed, Wentworth slides further and further into his solipsism, and Pauline finds her true self in sharing others’ burdens.
Williams’ prose in Descent Into Hell is not easy – I found myself rereading passages a few times to make sure I was getting his meaning. His characters’ conversations are spare and allusive – they leave a lot unsaid. Hovering over everything are shades of Shakespeare’s The Tempest, which is quoted directly several times, Dante’s The Divine Comedy and the Jewish myth of Adam and Lilith. Williams assumes his readers have a high level of education!
Here’s an example of how Williams tries to convey very abstract concepts in his prose:
She knew she had always spoken poetry against the silence of this world; now she knew it had to be spoken against — that perhaps, but also something greater, some silence of its own. She recognized the awful space of separating stillness which all mighty art creates about itself, or, uncreating, makes clear to mortal apprehension. Such art, out of “the mind’s abyss”, makes tolerable, at the first word or note or instructed glance, the preluding presence of the abyss. It creates in an instant its own past. Then its significance mingles with other significances; the stillness gives up kindred meanings, each in its own orb, till by the subtlest graduations they press into altogether other significances, and these again into others, and so into one contemporaneous nature, as in that gathering unity of time from which Lilith feverishly fled. But that nature is to us a darkness, a stillness, only felt by the reverberations of the single speech.
Charles Williams. Descent into Hell (Kindle Locations 2544-2550). Delphi Classics. Kindle Edition.
Descent Into Hell is an interesting study in the dangers of self-absorption and gratification. As Peter Stanhope and Pauline Anstruther demonstrate, we are created to share each other’s burdens, and it is through charity and love that we become fully human. It’s a difficult novel, but a rewarding one.


