If he have occasion in these moments to ring the bell for an adjutant or a colonel, that official is addressed with the brevity and directness of a manager giving an order to his typist.

Instead of a text over his mantelpiece one might expect to find the commercial legend, "Business Is Business." Here, as I have said, one is nearer to the truth of his nature, for General Booth is an organiser who loves organisation, a diplomatist who delights in measuring his intelligence against the recalcitrance of mankind, a general who finds a deep satisfaction of soul in moving masses of men to achieve the purpose of his own design.
But even here one is not at the innermost secret of this extraordinary man's nature.
At the back of everything, I am convinced, is the cold and commanding intensity of a really great fanatic.

He believes as no little child believes in God and Satan, Heaven and Hell, and the eternal conflict of God and Evil.

He believes, too, as few priests of orthodox churches believe, that a man must in very truth be born again before he can inherit the Kingdom of Heaven; that is to say, before he can escape the unimaginable agonies of an eternal dismissal from the Presence of God.
But more than anything else he believes that sin is hateful; a monstrous perversion to be attacked with all the fury of a good man's soul.
There is violence in his mind and violence in his religion.

He believes in fighting the devil, and he delights in fighting him.