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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: I say delicate, where I cannot say refined; a thing may be fine, like
ironwork, without being delicate, like lace. There was here less
delicacy; the skin supported more callously the natural surface of
events, the mind received more bravely the crude facts of human
existence; but I do not think that there was less effective
refinement, less consideration for others, less polite suppression of
self. I speak of the best among my fellow-passengers; for in the
steerage, as well as in the saloon, there is a mixture. Those, then,
with whom I found myself in sympathy, and of whom I may therefore
hope to write with a greater measure of truth, were not only as good
in their manners, but endowed with very much the same natural
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