So ends Brideshead Revisited. An ending sweetly triumphant. Not only does the bon vivant Ryder come to the Faith, but the thing that transfixes him in that manorial house he knew so well was the “burning red flame of the sanctuary lamp.” Like a magnet, it drew him. It announced, like a hundred silver trumpets, that the King sat upon His throne again. With the understatement of a true genius writer…