He who believes in the existence of God believes in the equality of man.

And it has been one of the merits of the Moslem faith that it felt men as men, and was not incapable of welcoming men of many different races.
But here again it was so hard and crude that its very equality was like a desert rather than a field.

Its very humanity was inhuman.
But though this human sentiment is rather rudimentary it is very real.
When a man in the desert meets another man, he is really a man; the proverbial two-legged fowl without feathers.
He is an absolute and elementary shape, like the palm-tree or the pyramid.

The discoverer does not pause to consider through what gradations he may have been evolved from a camel.
When the man is a mere dot in the distance, the other man does not shout at him and ask whether he had a university education, or whether he is quite sure he is purely Teutonic and not Celtic or Iberian.

A man is a man; and a man is a very important thing.
One thing redeems the Moslem morality which can be set over against a mountain of crimes; a considerable deposit of common sense.
And the first fact of common sense is the common bond of men.
There is indeed in the Moslem character also a deep and most dangerous potentiality of fanaticism of the menace of which something may be said later.