It is the egoism of the mind, whilst love is the egoism of the heart.
The Bohemians had known one another for six years.

This long period of time spent in a daily intimacy had, without altering the well-defined individuality of each, brought about between them a concord of ideas--a unity which they would not have found elsewhere.

They had manners that were their own, a tongue amongst themselves to which strangers would not have been able to find the key.

Those who did not know them very well called their freedom of manner cynicism.

It was however, only frankness.
With minds impatient of imposed control, they all hated what was false, and despised what was low.