"I'm getting sick of these precious accounts already, and shall be glad to hand them over." "You won't lose them," said Dalton, "if we can help.

You may have to vote for yourself, though." "Catch me.

I've come to the conclusion I wasn't born a treasurer, and I couldn't conscientiously vote for myself.

I only wish I could back out." "You can't do that now," said his friend.

"Bless you, we can keep the accounts for you.