With his last sovereign, he may have supper at the Savoy, rubbing shoulders with the best and with the worst; the next night, he may be dining off a _maquereau grille_ in a Greek Street restaurant, jogging elbows with the worst and with the best.

It is only the steady possession of wealth that makes a groove; but steady possession is an unknown condition in the life of the Bohemian.

And so, drifting in this sporadic way through the wild journeys of existence, he comes truly to learn the definite, certain uncertainty of human things.

This he learns; but it is no sure guarantee that he will follow the teaching of the lesson.
For in the heart of human nature is a common need of bondage.

To this, no matter what movement may be afoot, a woman still yields herself willingly.