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I was deeply impressed by the intense fervour shown everywhere by the followers of the Prophet. Once at sundown I met a long line of camels making their slow heavy way across the Rajputana Desert. Suddenly the animals were halted and a drawn-out shrill cry filled the air. It was the familiar Muhammedan call to prayer. The riders leapt off their animals, the latter kneeling on their forelegs, and prostrated themselves on little rugs in silent worship. It was a picturesque and colourful scene--one that grips the memory.

-- Notebooks Category 15: The Orient > Chapter 6 : Islamic Cultures, Egypt > # 5