"I means dat youse stands a mighty good chance of gettin youah isthmus stretched when youse refers to dem gente'mens as 'damn Kluxers.' When I speaks of dem gente'mens I's gwine to say Mistah Kluxers. You get me, Pete?"
"Yes, I duz, and I 'spects it's goin' to be pow'ful unhealthy round heah for gente'men of ouah profession. If them damn—I means 'Mistah' Kluxers would jest take them masks off we'd know who to keep away from."
"Youse right, Pete. The legislater an govenah shuah ought to make 'em take them masks off, and then we'd know who to stay way from when we's transactin' ouah bizness."
"Youse right, but Govenah Slydell's man wa'n't elected, so we can't count on that."
"Well, Pete, what's you gwine to do?"
"What's I gwine to do? Well, suh, I'se gwine to leave on that twelve o'clock train tonight."
"And I'se gwine with you less—less——"
"Less what?"
"Less thar's a train goin' fo' that time."