I reckon 'e'll be chucked out of it before 'e's been there a week, because 'e's sure to start pinchin' the jewels out of the other saints' crowns.' 'Well, if they won't 'ave 'im in 'eaven, I'm sure I don't know wot's to become of 'im,' said Harlow with pretended concern, 'because I don't believe 'e'd be allowed into 'ell, now.' 'Why not ?' demanded Bundy.

'I should think it's just the bloody place for sich b--r's as 'im.' 'So it used to be at one time o' day, but they've changed all that now.
They've 'ad a revolution down there: deposed the Devil, elected a parson as President, and started puttin' the fire out.' 'From what I hears of it,' continued Harlow when the laughter had ceased, ''ell is a bloody fine place to live in just now.

There's underground railways and 'lectric trams, and at the corner of nearly every street there's a sort of pub where you can buy ice-cream, lemon squash, four ale, and American cold drinks; and you're allowed to sit in a refrigerator for two hours for a tanner.' Although they laughed and made fun of these things the reader must not think that they really doubted the truth of the Christian religion, because--although they had all been brought up by 'Christian' parents and had been 'educated' in 'Christian' schools--none of them knew enough about Christianity to either really believe it or disbelieve it.
The imposters who obtain a comfortable living by pretending to be the ministers and disciples of the Workman of Nazareth are too cunning to encourage their dupes to acquire anything approaching an intelligent understanding of the subject.

They do not want people to know or understand anything: they want them to have Faith--to believe without knowledge, understanding, or evidence.

For years Harlow and his mates--when children--had been 'taught' 'Christianity' in day school, Sunday School and in church or chapel, and now they knew practically nothing about it! But they were 'Christians' all the same.