"Maybe if you would make a suggestion that she should be paid more Stover would raise her salary."
"I'll find out what she can do, and if I think she should have more money I will mention it to Stover."
"Thanks, I will appreciate it and I am sure Miss Babcock will." Harold arose and walked to the door and then turned and asked, "What do you think of the Ku Klux Klan?"
"Judging from what I know of it—from sources other than the newspapers I read—I think pretty well of it."
"I do too. I hear that there is to be a lecture on 'The Klan' given in a pasture four miles west of town. What do you say? let's go."
"All right, Harold. I'm with you."
That afternoon Wilson went into the Wilford Springs Central State Bank. "How are you, Jim?"
"How are you, Charles?"
"My stenographer is off on a vacation and I need to draw up a contract. I thought perhaps I could get your stenographer to write it for me."
"Certainly," replied the obliging banker, "come right into my office and she will get it out for you." Stover and Wilson walked into the office. "Ruth," Stover said, addressing his stenographer, "Mr. Wilson wants you to draw up a contract for him."