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"
What
on
earth
is
the
use
of
suddenly
running
down
Goethe
,
"
he
declared
to
Alec
and
Tom
.
"
Why
write
books
to
prove
he
started
the
war
--
or
that
that
stupid
,
overestimated
Schiller
is
a
demon
in
disguise
?
"
"
Have
you
ever
read
anything
of
theirs
?
"
asked
Tom
shrewdly
.
"
No
,
"
Amory
admitted
.
"
Neither
have
I
,
"
he
said
laughing
.
"
People
will
shout
,
"
said
Alec
quietly
,
"
but
Goethe
's
on
his
same
old
shelf
in
the
library
--
to
bore
any
one
that
wants
to
read
him
!
"
Amory
subsided
,
and
the
subject
dropped
.
"
What
are
you
going
to
do
,
Amory
?
"
"
Infantry
or
aviation
,
I
ca
n't
make
up
my
mind
--
I
hate
mechanics
,
but
then
of
course
aviation
's
the
thing
for
me
--
"
"
I
feel
as
Amory
does
,
"
said
Tom
.
"
Infantry
or
aviation
--
aviation
sounds
like
the
romantic
side
of
the
war
,
of
course
--
like
cavalry
used
to
be
,
you
know
;
but
like
Amory
I
do
n't
know
a
horse-power
from
a
piston-rod
.
"
Somehow
Amory
's
dissatisfaction
with
his
lack
of
enthusiasm
culminated
in
an
attempt
to
put
the
blame
for
the
whole
war
on
the
ancestors
of
his
generation
...
all
the
people
who
cheered
for
Germany
in
1870
...
All
the
materialists
rampant
,
all
the
idolizers
of
German
science
and
efficiency
.
So
he
sat
one
day
in
an
English
lecture
and
heard
"
Locksley
Hall
"
quoted
and
fell
into
a
brown
study
with
contempt
for
Tennyson
and
all
he
stood
for
--
for
he
took
him
as
a
representative
of
the
Victorians
.
