"Mis' Graham, how can you say such things!" spoke up a voice that
had not been heard before. "I consider that we _pay_ our way;
and my grand-nephew who was here last week considers it ample!"

"Oh, so do most of our relations who'd rather pay our way in a home
than be bothered with us around."

"You may speak for yourself, Mis' Graham. I pay my way myself."

"Yes, you was a dressmaker or something and saved a little money.
Well, I never worked for my livin'. It wasn't considered ladylike in
my day."

"Huh! You're trying to say I'm no lady. Well, I consider that if I'm
no lady and worked fer my livin', I didn't sponge off my relations
and don't now."

"Cat!" hissed Mrs. Graham, and sat back trying to think of some
suitable answer.

"But don't Drusilla pay nothin' at _all?"_ queried another woman.

"Not a cent. I tell you, she's charity. She's a sort of servant.
Ain't you seen the way Mis' Smith treats her and orders her around?
She takes care of the linen to pay her way and does odd jobs fer Mis'
Smith and the family."

"How did she get in if she didn't have no money at all?"