"She's pulled down a bit since she come," said Karen, who gave
Elizabeth but a moderate share of her good will at any time.
"She's got her mind up high enough, anyway, for all she's gone
through."
"Who hain't?" said Clam. "Hain't the Governor his mind up high enough? And you can't pull him down, but you can her."
"His don't never need," said Karen.
"Well — I don' know, —" said Clam, picking up several things about the floor — "but them high minds is a trial."
"Hain't you got one yourself, girl?" said old Karen.
"Hope so, ma'am. I take after my admirers. That's all the way
I live, — keeping my head up — always did."
Karen deigned no reply, but went off.
"Mis' Nettles," said Clam, "do you think Miss Haye 'll ever stand it up here all alone in this here place?"
"Why not?" said Mrs. Nettley innocently.
"I guess your head ain't high enough up for to see her'n," said Clam, in scornful impatience. And she too quitted the conversation in disgust.