(Here she takes a pencil.) Yes, they are twelve, so that's right; what a comfort! Now here's two and six on the 13th.

That was yesterday, and I can always remember yesterdays; they are my strong point.

I didn't spend a penny yesterday; oh yes! I did pay half a crown for a potted plant, but it was not two and six, and it was a half-crown because it was the first time I had seen one and I took particular notice.

I'll speak to Dawson about it, but it will make no difference.
Nobody but an expert English accountant could find a flaw in one of these bills and prove his case." By this time we have agreed that the weekly bill as a whole is substantially correct, and all that Salemina has to do is to estimate our several shares in it; so Francesca and I say good night and leave her toiling like Cicero in his retirement at Tusculum.

By midnight she has generally brought the account to a point where a half-hour's fresh attention in the early morning will finish it.