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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from An Inland Voyage by Robert Louis Stevenson: When I was going, up got my old stroller, and off with his hat. 'I
am afraid,' said he, 'that Monsieur will think me altogether a
beggar; but I have another demand to make upon him.' I began to
hate him on the spot. 'We play again to-night,' he went on. 'Of
course, I shall refuse to accept any more money from Monsieur and
his friends, who have been already so liberal. But our programme
of to-night is something truly creditable; and I cling to the idea
that Monsieur will honour us with his presence.' And then, with a
shrug and a smile: 'Monsieur understands - the vanity of an
artist!' Save the mark! The vanity of an artist! That is the
kind of thing that reconciles me to life: a ragged, tippling,
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