"He done went back on me and de best interests of the chu'ch when he saved that onry low-down niggah from my just wrath and indignation."
"The Klan may not look at it that way," said Ruth.
"Go on, you all ain't gwine to scah me with no Ku Klux talk, you ain't."
The bank clerks continued their work and Rastus busied himself about the bank. Several times during the morning his questions about the Ku Klux Klan showed a grave apprehension.
"Rastus," said Stover, "I think you had better mop this evening after banking hours."
"Yes, sah; I'll mop it tonight. I'se janitah at one of the school buildings and have to do the work there right aftah fo' o'clock."
"Well, I don't care when you do it just so you get it done," Stover replied.
That evening after dinner at the Babcock home Ruth announced that she was going back to the bank.
"I'm sorry that they want you to come to the bank and work at night," said her father.
"This work that I am going to do tonight is a little work I want to do for myself. Mr. Stover did not tell me to do it."